Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

For reference Izzy Moriah It was a relief to have him back. Life had been pretty rough going at it alone. Izzy had never really been one to reach out like his best friend had. While he'd had dozens, maybe even hundreds of girls that died at his feet and would keep coming back for more, Izzy had had two girlfriends, and a... something that didn't really count as much of anything. Friends? He had a couple of music buddies and old friends from high school, but nothing really that significant. Well, there was always Moriah, but she was all sorts of trouble. She'd been a great many things in her life, a slut, a drug addict, even part of a gang. Now she was Izzy's 22 year old room mate, and oh, she is also his ex. What was there to say about Izzy? Not much really, he was a pretty boring kid. His parents were alcoholics, and his mom was a crack addict, but luckily they both ended up in prison, and his uncle kept a close eye on him. Fast forward to teenage years, sixteen rolled around, and his grandparents passed away. He'd never been close to them, but someone part of their will ended up giving him a good sum of money, and a single two bedroom house that they'd always thought about renting out, but eventually just abandoned it. It was a bit of a mess, but with some of the money, Izzy made it a decent shelter. Finishing up high school ahead of time, and trying to make ends meet, that pretty much sums up his life from that point on. A relationship here or there, and making a lifelong friend were pretty much the only two things he had accomplished aside from surviving. So the count is One used to be crazy ex-girlfriendfriendroomate, and one best friend that had completely 'bailed' on him for a couple years Since then Izzy had learned to play the drums, wrote some lyrics and sheet music, and started a band with his best friend and his roomate. Other than that, he just tries to get money to make ends meet, and takes some classes online. A pretty simple guy. At the moment, this simple guy lay on his back on the floor in the living room. What are you doing, lazy ass? came the voice of the fair skinned blonde-no-more from across the room. I am... enjoying the beautiful scenery. he chided somewhat sarcastically. Moriah rolled her eyes and said, You know we have practice in about fifteen minutes, and you still look like a slob. No one even comes to watch us, so why does it matter? I'm not a slob, I even showered, I just... haven't gotten completely dressed yet. he said lazily. Well how about this, I go over and practice, and you come over in about an hour and complain about something, then we'll make fun of you? she said 'sweetly' as she went over to grab her keys and head out. Fine, I'll be out in ten. he said as he went to his room to throw on a t-shirt, make his hair look halfway decent and not like a soaking mop, and throw on some jeans. Within a record six minutes, he was outside, and the new car spun down the street, heading a couple of blocks over to his best friend's house. With but a few moments, Izzy knocked at the door. No one answered for a moment, so Moriah just went around the back, to hop into his friend's room through the window. She wasn't about to wait around for him to come out of his lair, especially if the music was on, and he was home alone. Izzy was a bit more respectful, and didn't want to make any trouble, just in case someone else was home. Especially considering that it wasn't very rare for one or several other someone's to be not only home, but in the presence of his best friend.