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Play (Stage Dive Series #2)

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by Kylie Scott
 

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Kylie Scott returns with the highly anticipated follow-up to international bestseller LICK
Mal Ericson, drummer for the world famous rock band Stage Dive, needs to clean up his image fast—at least for a little while. Having a good girl on his arm should do the job just fine. Mal doesn't plan on this temporary fix becoming permanent, but he didn't count on

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Kylie Scott returns with the highly anticipated follow-up to international bestseller LICK
Mal Ericson, drummer for the world famous rock band Stage Dive, needs to clean up his image fast—at least for a little while. Having a good girl on his arm should do the job just fine. Mal doesn't plan on this temporary fix becoming permanent, but he didn't count on finding the one right girl.
Anne Rollins never thought she'd ever meet the rock god who plastered her teenage bedroom walls—especially not under these circumstances. Anne has money problems. Big ones. But being paid to play the pretend girlfriend to a wild life-of-the-party drummer couldn't end well. No matter how hot he is. Or could it?

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
07/14/2014
Scott’s second Stage Dive contemporary (after Lick) combines rippling abs, power chords, and sheer delightful improbability. Anne Rollins is content with her quiet, stable life until it’s shaken by betrayal and shattered by a chance meeting with drummer Malcolm Ericson. And Malcolm is the life of the party until he undergoes a sudden change in temperament. Then, without explanation or permission, Mal moves into Anne’s apartment and co-opts her life. His turn to playful domesticity hides a secret from everyone, including cautious, suspicious Anne. Scott has created characters both charmingly mundane and larger than life. The stakes are so ridiculous that the intent seems more comic than dramatic. Tumbling through the world of rock-and-roll, Scott delivers on the promise of tenderness and wild times, hardly pausing to construct the hilarious lead-up to a sudden, nonsensical resolution. (Sept.)
From the Publisher

“Readers who enjoy whirlwind romances with plenty of sex and laugh-out-loud humor will love every installment, and another is due out in the fall.” —Booklist (Starred review)

“Pure rocker perfection in every single way…Play is a splendid marriage of romance and comedy, a possibly even better book than its stellar prequel, and I would recommend it to anyone who likes their love stories with a side of giggles.” —Natasha Is a Book Junkie

“Kylie Scott is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors at combining funny with sexy, and I can't wait to read more from her. Play is a definite must-read book!” —The Smut Books Club

“Mal is taking us all by storm…go buy this book. Seriously. You won't regret it.” —Fiction Vixen

Play is a sweet new adult romantic contemporary that focuses on the relationship between an out of control rock star and a down on her luck young woman. Ms. Scott uses her skills to paint an engaging, quite humorous, and at times heartbreaking picture of first love as she builds a swoon worthy romance.” —Smexy Books

Play does not disappoint! It's sexy, naughty, and hilarious with a side note of serious that makes it all so real. I'm an affirmed Stage Dive groupie and I'm ready to follow those men on tour wherever they go! Rock on!!” —Up All Night Book Blog

“Ever had that one character that captured your heart the minute he came in the story? Yeah…Mal is definitely that character. I'm now officially addicted to Stage Dive. I highly recommend it to readers out there that enjoy rock star romance books and the New Adult/Contemporary Romance genre.” —Book Lovin' Mamas

“I absolutely loved Play, and the minute I finished it I wanted to read it again just to make sure I didn't miss anything. With each book in this series, I become more attached to the characters and more enamored with author Kylie Scott.” —Guilty Pleasure Book Reviews

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781250052377
Publisher:
St. Martin's Press
Publication date:
08/26/2014
Series:
A Stage Dive Novel Series , #2
Pages:
304
Sales rank:
181,963
Product dimensions:
5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.90(d)

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CHAPTER ONE

Something was wrong. I knew it the moment I walked in the door. With one hand I flicked on the light, dumping my purse onto the couch with the other. After the dimly lit hallway, the sudden glare was dazzling. Little lights flashed before my eyes. When they cleared all I saw were spaces … spaces where, just this morning, things had been.

Like the couch.

My purse hit the floor and everything came tumbling out, tampons, loose coins, pens and makeup. A stick of deodorant rolled into the corner. The now empty corner since both the TV and its cabinet were gone. My thrift-store retro table and chairs remained, same with my overflowing bookcase. But the bulk of the room lay bare.

“Skye?”

No answer.

“What the hell?” A stupid question, what had happened here was obvious. Across from me, my roommate’s door stood wide open. Nothing but darkness and dust bunnies in there. No point in denying it.

Skye had bailed on me.

My shoulders slumped as the weight of two months’ worth of back rent, food and utilities came crushing down upon me. Even my throat closed tight. So this is what it felt like to have a friend fuck you over. I could barely breathe.

“Anne, can I borrow your velvet coat? I promise I’ll…” Lauren, my neighbor from the apartment next door, strode in (knocking never had been her style). Then, like me, she stopped dead. “Where’s your couch?”

I took a deep breath and let it out slow. It didn’t help. “I guess Skye took it.”

“Skye’s gone?”

My mouth opened, but really, what was there to say?

“She’s gone and you didn’t know she was leaving?” Lauren cocked her head, making her mass of long dark hair swing to and fro. I’d always envied her that hair. Mine was strawberry blond and fine. Anything past shoulder length and it hung limp like I’d stuck my head in a bucket of grease. It’s why I didn’t tend to let it grow longer than jaw length.

Not that hair mattered.

Making rent mattered.

Having food to eat mattered.

Hair styles? Not so much.

My eyes burned, betrayal stung like a bitch. Skye and I had been friends for years. I’d trusted her. We’d trash-talked boys and shared secrets, cried on each other’s shoulders. It just didn’t make sense.

Except it did.

It so very painfully did.

“No.” My voice sounded strange. I swallowed hard, clearing my throat. “No, I didn’t know she was leaving.”

“Weird. You two always seemed to get along great.”

“Yeah.”

“Why would she take off like that?”

“She owed me money,” I admitted, kneeling to collect the contents of my purse. Not to pray to God. I’d given up on him a long time ago.

Lauren gasped. “You’re joking. That fucking bitch!”

“Babe, we’re running late.” Nate, my other next-door neighbor, filled the doorway, eyes impatient. He was a tall well-built guy with an edge. Normally, I envied Lauren her boyfriend. Right then the glory of Nate was lost on me. I was so fucked.

“What’s going on?” he asked, looking around. “Hey, Anne.”

“Hi, Nate.”

“Where’s your shit?”

Lauren threw her hands in the air. “Skye took her shit!”

“No,” I corrected. “Skye took her shit. But she took my money.”

“How much money?” Nate asked, displeasure dropping his voice by about an octave.

“Enough,” I said. “I’ve been covering for her since she lost her job.”

“Damn,” muttered Nate.

“Yeah.” Seriously, yeah.

I picked up my purse and flipped it open. Sixty-five dollars and one lone shiny quarter. How had I let it get this far? My pay check from the bookshop was gone and my credit card maxed. Lizzy had needed help yesterday paying for textbooks and no way would I turn her down. Getting my sister through college came first.

This morning I’d told Skye we needed to talk. All day I’d felt crappy about it, my stomach churning. Because the truth was, the sum total of my talk involved telling her that she needed to ask her parents, or her fancy ass new boyfriend, for a loan to pay me back. I couldn’t keep the both of us housed and fed any longer while she searched for a new job. So she also needed to talk to one of them about a place to stay. Yes, I was kicking her to the curb. The guilt had weighed in my stomach like a stone.

Ironic really.

What were the chances of her feeling any remorse for screwing me over? Not likely.

I finished retrieving the contents of my handbag and zipped it up tight. “Ah, yeah, Lauren, the coat’s in my closet. At least I hope it is. Help yourself.”

Rent was due in eight days. Maybe I could work a miracle. There were sure to be some cash-savvy twenty-three-year-olds with savings in the bank out there. At least one of them must need a place to stay? I’d been doing fine before this. But there’d always been something my sister or I needed more than future financial stability. Books, clothes, a night on the town, all those little treats that made living worthwhile. We’d sacrificed enough already. Yet here I was, broke and on my knees.

Guess I should have prioritized better. Hindsight sucked.

Worst-case scenario, I could probably get away with sleeping on the floor of Lizzy’s dorm room if we were super sly. God knows our mom didn’t have the cash. Asking her for help was out. If I sold my great-aunt’s pearls it might help toward the deposit on another apartment, a smaller one that I could afford on my own.

I’d fix this somehow. Of course, I would. Fixing shit was my specialty.

And if I ever saw Skye again I was going to fucking kill her.

“What’ll you do?” asked Nate, lounging against the door frame.

I rose to my feet, dusting off the knees of my black pants. “I’ll work something out.”

Nate gave me a look and I returned it as calmly as I could. The next thing to come out of his mouth had better not be pity. My day had been crappy enough. With great determination, I gave him a smile. “So, where are you guys off to?”

“Party at David and Ev’s,” Lauren answered from inside my room. “You should come with us.”

Ev, Nate’s sister and Lauren’s former roomie, had married David Ferris, premier rock god and lead guitarist for the band Stage Dive, a few months ago. Long story. I was still trying to get my head around it, frankly. One minute, she’d been the nice blond girl next door who went to the same college as Lizzy and made killer coffee at Ruby’s Café. The next, our apartment block had been surrounded by paparazzi. Skye had given interviews on the front step—not that she’d known anything. I’d snuck out the back.

Mostly, my relationship with Ev had involved saying hi when we’d passed on the stairs, back when she used to live here, and with me hitting Ruby’s Café every morning for a big-ass coffee on my way to work. We’d always been friendly. But I wouldn’t say we were friends exactly. Given Lauren’s penchant for borrowing my clothes, I knew her much better.

“She should come, right, Nate?”

Nate grunted his affirmation. Either that or his disinterest. With him it was kind of hard to tell.

“That’s okay,” I demurred. Debris lined the walls where the couch and cabinet had stood; all of the collected crap Skye had left behind. “I had a new book to read, but I should probably get busy cleaning. Guess we hadn’t dusted under the furniture for a while. At least I won’t have much to move when the time comes.”

“Come with us.”

“Lauren, I wasn’t invited,” I said.

“Neither are we half the time,” said Nate.

“They love us! Of course they want us there.” Lauren reemerged from my room and gave her boyfriend the stink eye. She looked better in the black vintage jacket than I ever would, a fact that I chose not to secretly hate her for. If that didn’t earn me points into heaven then nothing would. Maybe I’d give it to her as a good-bye present before I left.

“Come on, Anne,” she said. “Ev won’t mind.”

“Good to go?” Nate jiggled his car keys impatiently.

Hanging with rock stars didn’t seem the appropriate response to learning you’d soon be out on the street. Maybe one day when I was at my sparkling, buffed-up best I could strut on by and say hi. That day was not today. Mostly I felt tired, defeated. Given I’d been feeling that way since I turned sixteen, it wasn’t the strongest of excuses. Lauren didn’t need to know that, however.

“Thanks, guys,” I said. “But I only just got home.”

“Um, honey, your home kind of sucks ass right now,” said Lauren, taking in my dust bunnies and lack of décor with a sweeping glance. “Besides, it’s Friday night. Who sits at home on a Friday night? You wearing your work gear or jumping into jeans? I’d suggest the jeans.”

“Lauren…”

“Don’t.”

“But—”

“No.” Lauren grasped my shoulders and looked me in the eye. “You have been fucked over by a friend. I have no words to tell you how furious that makes me. You’re coming with us. Hide in a corner all night if you want. But you’re not sitting here alone dwelling on that thieving ho. You know I never did like her.”

Stupidly, I did. Or had. Whatever.

“Didn’t I say that, Nate?”

Nate shrugged and jangled his keys some more.

“Go. Get ready.” Lauren gave me a push in the general direction of my bedroom.

In my current situation, this might be my only opportunity to meet David Ferris. Ev still showed up here now and then, but I’d never seen him, despite occasionally “hanging out” on the steps just in case. He wasn’t my absolute favorite out of the four members of Stage Dive. That honor was reserved for the drummer, Mal Ericson. A few years ago, I’d crushed on him something hard. But still … the David Ferris. For the chance to meet even just one of them, I had to go. A few years ago, I’d had a bit of a thing for the band. Nothing to do with their being buff rock gods. No, I was a musical purist.

“Alright, give me ten minutes.” It was the absolute minimum time frame within which I could mentally, if not physically, prepare myself to face the rich and famous. Fortunately, my care factor was now dangerously close to fuck-it levels. Tonight would probably be the best time to meet Mr. Ferris. I might actually manage to keep my cool and not be an awestruck waste of space.

“Five minutes,” said Nate. “The game will be starting.”

“Would you relax?” asked Lauren.

“No.” The man made a snapping sound and Lauren giggled. I didn’t look back. I didn’t want to know. The walls here were disgustingly thin so Lauren and Nate’s nocturnal mating habits weren’t much of a secret. Happily I was usually at work during the day. Those hours were a mystery to me, and not one that I pondered.

Oh, alright. Occasionally I pondered because I hadn’t gotten anything non-self-induced in a while. Also, apparently I had some repressed voyeuristic tendencies in need of addressing.

Was I really up to a night of watching couples rubbing against one another?

I could call Reece, though he’d said he had a date tonight. Of course, he always had a date. Reece was perfect in every way apart from his man-whore tendencies. My best guy friend liked to spread his love around, to put it mildly. He seemed to be on a conjugal-related first-name basis with the better part of the straight Portland female population aged eighteen to forty-eight. Everyone except me, basically.

Which was fine.

There was nothing wrong with just being friends. Though someday I truly believed we’d make a great couple. He was just so easy to be around. With everything we had in common, we could go the distance. In the meantime, I was content to wait, do my own thing. Not that lately I’d been doing anything or anyone, but you get what I mean.

Reece would listen to me whine about Skye. He’d probably even cancel his date, come over, and keep me company while I moped. He would, however, definitely say “I told you so.” When he’d found out I’d been covering for her, he hadn’t been happy. He’d outright accused her of using me. Turned out he’d been 110 percent right on that score.

The wound, however, was too raw to be prodded and poked. So … no Reece. In all likelihood, Lizzy would give me the exact same ass kicking Reece had. Neither had been a fan of the save Skye plan. Decision made. I’d go to the party and have fun before my world turned to shit.

Excellent. I could do this.

Copyright © 2014 by Kylie Scott

Meet the Author

USA Today Best Selling Author - KYLIE SCOTT is a long time fan of erotic love stories, rock n roll, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

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Play 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 238 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Second book in the series and I thoroughly enjoyed it! I liked this book even better than the first one "Lick". It was so funny in parts that I had tears running down my face. Loved Mal and Anne's story very much. Great writing, can't wait for the next book due in August 2014, wish it would come out sooner.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book about 230pgs
preppea More than 1 year ago
Perfect Musician Series David Who? I thought I loved David Ferris but now I have eyes only for Mal Ericson. *Drool* The Stage Dive series is the perfect musician series. Like, ever. Nothing cheesy. Nothing overly dramatic. Just delicious, delirious amazingness. Anne has a problem with boundaries. She’s so loyal to those she loves that she doesn’t know how to put her foot down and say no. Which is why she finds herself stranded by her roommate and only days away from being evicted from her apartment. Her neighbor, Lauren, who also happens to be best friends with David Ferris’ new wife Evelyn, drags her to a party after Anne’s world is tilted upside down. Not just any party, a party thrown by the members of Stave Dive, the world famous rock band. Mal overhears Anne’s problems and decides that he and Anne need each other. He needs a fake girlfriend, she needs a new roommate; it’s a win/win situation for all involved. So long as Anne can remember to keep her heart out of the picture, that is. Mal is the perfect embodiment of a drummer. He’s loud, hilarious, and bounces from mood to mood in seconds. He’s adorable and lovable and so d@mn funny. He literally had me keeled over in hysterics. He is just so perfect. Part of his perfection is that he’s not always fun. He’s also got a brooding, serious side that he doesn’t want anyone to see. He’s the guy who keeps the peace, not the guy who shares his feelings. Which suits Anne just fine because she’s got some serious baggage she has no interest in sharing either. I loved that as opposed to Evelyn and David’s story in LICK, Anne not only knew who Mal was, she’d had a childhood crush on him. He has always been her dream guy and so in rooting for her and Mal to work out, it’s like the reader is able to believe that if she can do it, anyone could. The story was hilarious yet touching, hot and romantic. Kylie Scott blended erotic scenes seamlessly with sidesplitting scenes. That combined with her fully fleshed out characters is what makes the Stage Dive series my new favorite rock star series. And did I mention tattoos? They have those too - it’s almost too perfect for words! If you love sexy musicians, tattoos, and sweetly romantic guys, you will devour PLAY and the entire Stage Dive series! **Complimentary copy provided by the author/publisher for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is one of those books that you cant sit it down and the whole time you are reading it you are either laughing out load or have this huge grin on your face. Great book thats well written.
Romantic-Dreaming More than 1 year ago
Loved Mal's story!  Finished in one day!   Mal was a bit confusing at times the way he went back and forth between being serious and being his humorous self.  You didn't know if he was serious or just being his laid-back, enjoying life and keeping the peace self.   Anne could have been better, but I think she was perfect for Mal.  She was just what he needed when he needed it.   This was a fun a read that I just couldn't put down.  I read both of the books in this serious in less than 24 hours.  Glad I got my house clean before I sat down and read "Lick"!  Looking forward to the next book in the series.
dmrobinson More than 1 year ago
Mal! Mal! Mal!! Now if only I can find a way to score some drum sticks from that hot, sexy, funny as f*ck Mal… In all seriousness, it feels like I’ve been waiting forever for more of my Mal fix after finishing Lick. I can still remember my utter fascination with the naughty drummer of Stage Dive after reading David and Evelyn’s story!! And Play did not disappoint! Kylie Scott delivers witty banter between Anne and Mal, along with many moments including the rest of Stage Dive and their family members. She has a knack for engaging dialogue amongst her characters which makes the story flow beautifully. I found myself turning pages as fast as possible, laughing my ass off, and finding a need to change my panties when Mal turned up the heat! *swoon* Play gave me a chance to catch up with Davie and Ev, and piqued my interest about the next stories in the Stage Dive series. Anne is practically body-slammed by Mal with his humor and panty-scorcher moments. Yet, there’s more than meets the eye with Mal. I loved seeing the many sides of him. I found Anne’s personality hilarious and her internal dialogue one that had me snort-giggling several times. Kylie’s writing style drops me right into the lives of the Stage Dive in such a way that I wasn’t observing, I was THERE. I love that when I get lost in a story like that. Overall, Kylie Scott’s Play is sexy, naughty, and hilarious with a side note of serious that makes it all so real. I’m an affirmed Stage Dive groupie and I’m ready to follow those men on tour wherever they go! Rock on!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book wasnt as good as the first in the series, but it was still good. I didnt like how the author made mal, the main male character, seem like he was weird. He seemed off to me throughout the book. There were parts that made me laugh out loud though. Cant wait for the next book in the series to come out.
sugarpine721 More than 1 year ago
I loved Lick, so I couldn't wait for Play to be published. It was just as good...it was hilarious, fun, emotional and hot! You have to love Mal and his craziness. If you love rocker books, this series is definitely for you! Now the wait for Jimmy's story is on.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Another great book, Kylie!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love this series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Did not like this book as much as series no. 1 - LICK. Mal seemed just a little immature; too playful. Except for the sex lines, seemed like a very young teen novel. OK - now on to the next in series. Hopefully, this book will not leave me wanting just a little bit more.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Super book. A lot of laughter in this story. Loved these characters and how they meshed, with each other and the rest of the cast. Hard book to put down. Kylie Scott rocks!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
By far the BEST book in romance! I was literally laughing out loud and had to put the book down to catch my breathe. Mal's character was hiliarious, brillant, loving, and the life of the party. I recommended this book to 3 of my friends and my mother and each one was blown away by this amazing book. I had to reread this book after I read the 3rd book just so I could relive each and every scene with Mal and Anne. FIVE STARS all day long!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just finished and im definitley rereading! It was amazing had me laughing out loud at the stuff that came out of Mal mouth. Im in love with this story!! The first book was good this one was amazing! Can not wait for the next one for now this series is a most read and reread asap!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very good. Expected it to be just ok after Lick, but she did a great job on the characters and story line, making them all unique unlike some book series where the next book is the same as the last with different names.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved Lick, and Play lived up to the hype.  Can't wait for Lead.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Okay read, but Lick was way better. Altough I loved Mal, this book felt too shallow, too rushed, not enough depth. Anne was an okay character, too predictable. LOVETOREAD
Anonymous 18 days ago
I could totally relate with the characters
Anonymous 5 months ago
I love both these characters, and more than that , i love the relationship between them
ValerieStuckInBooks More than 1 year ago
I so loved the first book in this series, Lick, but this one was even better! How is it better? It's Mal. It's all Mal. Mal is clearly a living breathing guy that just took control of this story. I can just see him sitting by the author and demanding things go a certain way. That's how he is. I adore him. He reminds me of salted caramel. He has the sweet side that includes his humor and sexy rock star ways. He's smooth and has all the right moves. He's sexy gorgeous and kisses like a dream ruining you for every other guy on the planet. He's fun to be around and the life of the party. But he has this salty side too. He turns sad and you just want to fix it. And his sad is real. It's not some brooding thing. And I so love salted caramel because it's just so real. As you can tell, Mal is real for me. But I adore Anne too. She's down to earth and not letting his star status make her crazy though he claims she has crazy eyes just for him. Anne has been a fan for years but she doesn't let Mal get away with swooping her off her feet...literally. She has her own issues from her past but she pushes it away and lives her life for now. I really liked her. Of course, there were characters I already knew from book 1. I was excited to see David and Ev again. While I know who Jimmy and Ben are, I'm excited to read their stories. The band is a family and they are there for each other. It's enjoyable. Did I mention how sexy Mal is? Yeah, there are some yummy kissing and hot bed breaking times. Ha. It's clearly for adults only. This is the kind of story that you just consume because you don't want to put it down and you have to know what happens for these characters. I read it in one day. A salted caramel kinda read and I enjoyed it's smooth and yummy taste!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Hoi Its temmie Who is teh stranger You are teh stranger Tems is dying of heeets
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved this second book.
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JkD88 More than 1 year ago
“You come across as this happy-go-lucky-type dude most of the time, but you are in fact a man of many layers. You’re kind of complicated.” Mal Ericson is the drummer for Stage Dive. Good looking, life of the party, and extremely talented make Mal a bit too much to handle sometimes. Staying with David & Ev while working on the new album, Mal meets Anne. Straight-laced, independent, and responsible, Anne isn’t quite sure what to do with Mal. As he was her teenage crush, she panics upon meeting him, which causes him nothing but hilarity. Within a day of meeting, Mal decides Anne is just what he needs in a woman. They are about to embark on a journey of pretend bliss, as fake boyfriend and girlfriend. It seems to work out in each of their favor, hopefully. I’m going to begin by saying I fell in LOVE with Mal. He is AWESOME. Hilarious, broody, caring, and a little crazy, there is so much to this man. He comes off as being the life of the party, but sometimes … sometimes there’s more. As he is living with Anne and dealing with his own life, Mal is forced to be real. Anne is the complete opposite of Mal. In their interactions, though, she begins to find herself. But in finding herself, Anne’s life is turned upside down. She is forced to accept help, acknowledge some deeply hidden truths, and expand her views. I enjoyed every part of this story. There is a ton of humor, being that Mal & Anne are hilarious and sarcastic together. But there is also a very key emotional component; one that many people can relate to. The band grows closer and we can see what a true bond they share. Even though not everything is perfect, and the future become a little bleak, this story gives a true picture of the strength that humans can have when they stand together. Facing such difficult topics were well done, and reflected real life.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Omg, I love Man's humor. Laughed my butt off. Great read. Onto #3. :)