The Punk Rock Starlet (Gaia ver.) CH.2A week had passed by pretty quickly and quietly. Kale had been on the lookout for Adrian as he went to and from work each day, but no luck. He replayed the night of the concert over and over again in his mind, trying to find out what exactly happened with Mona/Adrian and only getting headaches. Besides, after the night he ran into the starlet, he heard from co-workers that there were one or two more cities she and her band were heading to on their tour.
He decided to take a detour from his normal routine and walked into the nearby coffee shop to grab a drink. No need to wrack his mind any more that day.
Within that coffee shop, the door would open with a cute chime, and someone walked inside, wearing a covering track suit and hoodie, all gray and plain. From the hood, sparkling eyes looked around, standing behind Kale, tapping a foot impatiently, pierced lips seeming bored right now.
"Come on, come on... hurry up..."
Kale turned around from the muttering, holding his grin as h
The Punk Rock Starlet (Gaia ver.) CH.1"WHOOOO~!!!"
That was how 'Wailing' Mona Leonis always started every big gig. Whenever she got up on the stage, all dressed in leather and punk attire, she'd always eye her band first and foremost--they were the best back-up she ever had, and very critical to her performance, after all. After acknowledging her band, she'd cheer into her mic as she faced her expectant fans.
"How's everyone doing tonight?" She smiled through her pierced lips--rather, piercings above and below her lips. Tonight, she was wearing tight leather around her shoulders and her buxom chest, lace gloves stopping at her upper arms, a tight mini-skirt that showed off sparkling and partly ripped black pantyhose, her feet in mid-calf-length boots. "Glad you could all make it! Now, 'nough talking! I know you wanna rock! So let's KICK IT!!"
"Yeah!!!!" Kale cheered loudly from his front row spot. He had been saving for months, knowing full well that 'the' Mona Leonis was coming to town. He wore his favorite tshirt of the
Chap 2 - WorkWaking up, going to the bathroom, and I started my new day. Without the facial and hair care, I found that it saved nearly thirty minutes in the morning routine. I squeezed some lotion on my palms and began to do skin care. I first pressed my stump down, and carefully massaged the smooth skin area between my shoulders. After the massage, I had my neck back, using my best facial lotion to make my stump glossy. When all the cares were finished, I put on my clothes, adjusting the length of my neck to the collar height. Now everything was ready for going to work.
I was nervous. It was the first time back to my job. On the way to work, everything was familiar, the streets, the blocks, and the bus station. The only different thing was the headless me. I held my purse, trying to cover my stump, and walked a little bit fast. However, I could still feel strange sights of others from my back, since I became more sensitive after my head vanished. Some of the sights were curious, but more were fri
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