"And there you go." Said Andromida as she unlocked Bridget's door and opened it, showing the room. A theme of checkers on the bed and some checkered clothing, a light burgundy wall with music and band posters and a TV on the wall below it being a record player sitting on top of shelves holding different kinds of LPs. "Only thing that's different is that a bird flew into your window and broke it and I'm way too fucking lazy to replace it so you've got a draft and a new heater in your room. You're welcome."
"Thanks Andrie. This is really like, I missed you and the others and just AAAA-"
"Yeah yeah. Take all the time you need to rekindle here and come down when you want." Andrie closed the door as Bridget took a deep breath and went over to her bedside drawer. She opened the drawer and took a look at her meds. "Tomorrow get to the pharmacy and get these renewed. Some are still alright but I don't wanna risk it." She put them back in the drawer and closed it as she put her backpack on her bed which the covers weren't made but she didn't care. She took off her burgundy hoodie and tied it around her waist as she got up and opened her bag which had her laptops and wires in it. She took everything out and plugged everything in. She then left the room for a bit as she walked through the hallway and got to a lift. She pressed the bottom button as the doors opened and she walked in. She then pressed the ground floor button and the doors closed taking her to the ground floor. The doors opened again, showing a backstage lounge area with a tiny kitchen and bean bags and beds. She walked through and opened the door in one bit of the room as she was now on stage. "Bridget Egerton everyone!" Callarie called out as she was sitting on the bar counter and most of the group cheered. Andromida rolled her eyes as she was cleaning a booth table. "Thanks guys! Mark! Callie! I'm here!"
"You are and we are fucking glad!" Markit called out and clapped. "So how are you guys doing? Andrie told me you both were getting snacks for us." She asked jumping onto the stool seat between Markit and Calliarie. "We were also putting up posters for the club tonight."
"Yeah, it's gonna be bouncing tonight!"
"Oh uh fuck. Boris! We haven't heard from him in a long while. Ever since you left he cut contact with all of us and moved to the big city."
"Oh. Well I'm back now! Maybe we could go pay him a visit you know, since I'm here?" Bridget suggested.
"..FUCK YEAH! ANDRIE I'M TAKING YOUR VAN!" Nathan exclaimed as he jumped over the bar and ran up the stairs. "OI I'M CALLING SHOTGUN!" Angelo chased after him, the triplets following after. "NO WE ARE!"
"Come on let's get the window seat before they do!" Mark said to Callie as he took her hand and dragged her with him. Bridget giggled as she looked at Andromida. She looked back and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
"I need my medication renewed. Some are still fine but the last time I took expired medicine I nearly ended up six feet."
"Right, when is the date?"
"A couple of days!"
"We'll go tuesday."
"Thanks Andrie! Where would we be without you?"
"Probably dead."
They both laughed as Bridget waved bye and headed upstairs as she got to the surface and heard faint music blast from a van driving up to the front of the club. The window rolled down with the triplets, Mark and Callie singing their hearts out to Tongue Tied. "Get in loser, we're going on a road trip." Bridget giggled as she pulled the door open and sat on one of the beanbags in the van. "Next stop, Boris!"
Nathan stepped on the gas and drove off the long road.
"OH TAKE ME TO YOUR BEST FRIEND'S HOUSE, I LOVED YOU THEN AND I LOVED YOU NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!"
Bridget laughed at Mark singing, her then singing the next bit with Callie, Feliks, Bruno and Joquain.
"DON'T TAKE ME TONGUE TIED, DON'T WAVE NO GOODBYE, DOOOOOOOOOOOOON'T BITE!"
Nathan and Angelo sang the next bit.
"Don't leave me tongue tied, let's stay up all night, I'll get real high, Slumber party, pillow fight."
"My eyes on your eyes like Peter Pan up in the sky, my best friend's house tonight, let's bump the beats till beddy bye."



They drove more as they got into the city and all anyone could hear from this van was the music and
"TAKE ME TO YOUR BEST FRIEND'S HOUSE GOING ROUND THIS ROUNDABOUT OOOOOOH YEAH!"
"TAKE ME TO YOUR BEST FRIEND'S HOUSE, I LOVED YOU THEN AND I LOVE YOU NOOOOOOOW!"
They then slow down when they get to this apartment that had a iron door gate. 
"We're here!"
Everyone got out of the van one by one and went over to the gate. "Who wants to buzz?"
"I will." Mark leaned over and pressed the button. The speaker turned on. "Who is it?" A voice spoke. Everyone was quiet as they didn't know how to explain. "It's Bridget! I'm back, I'm here to stay. Could we come in?"
"..I'll come out." The speaker turned off as a moment passed and out came Boris in a nightgown and a man bun. "Sorry, been cooped up in the place for so long." He explained as he went over and opened the gate. "Lovely to see you again Bridget." He rubbed her cheek as she gave him a hug. "You all as well." 
"You know you could have contacted her? She wasn't dead."
"I know, but you know me. So. How are you all?" He asked, rubbing his arms together, trying to stay warm. "Andrie's got the whole bar open now and we've got a deal signed to someone." Nathan explained.
"And of course, Bridget's back." Callie added as she and Bridget giggled. "Good, good. I've...been alright. It's been hard for me. Not because Bridget left. It was some other stuff. But I've been persevering through it."
"Of course dude. If you want, we could pick you up later for tonight? It's just gonna be us."
"Welcoming back party for Bridget!" Bruno added. "Yeah, yeah. I'll let you guys know on MSM."
"If you don't wanna come Boris, it's fine! No one's gonna force you." Bridget assured Boris.
"I'll think about it. You guys should go start preparing for this party." Boris suggested as he looked back into the window of his flat.
"Well at least we know you're breathing dude."
"Of course. Well I'll see you guys later." He waved as he walked back inside and everyone waved bye, him doing the same. "Poor Boris."
"At least he's alive. Now on the agenda, who's ready to hit Party City?!" Angelo called out as everyone cheered and hurried back into the van, ready to drive off.