“Still no vegetarian options…what a fucking surprise” Danny angrily huffed at John who was in the seat beside him.
John rolled his eyes and shook his head in reply to Danny’s remark. So far, today had been business as usual for the two of them. John had arrived at Danny’s apartment to pick him up so they could go to the airport and fly across the states to tonight’s gig, only to find that Danny was not even close to being ready. After yelling at Danny to hurry up and finish packing, the two of them finally left the apartment and sped to the airport, barely reaching their gate before it closed.
Danny had mentioned being hungry somewhere along the way, but there was no time to stop so John had offered the consolation of getting food on the plane. But of course, this plane doesn’t have any food that Danny can eat.
After typing out a few attitude filled tweets complaining about the lack of food, Danny folded his arms across his chest. Being hungry was quickly turning into being “hangry”. He let out an exaggerated sigh and pouted in John’s direction.
“When we land, I’m buying you a snickers bar that says “BRAT” on it” John told him.
“You’re such an asshole” Danny responded, as the corners of his lips twitched up in a small smile that he tried to conceal. He then put his earphones in and closed his eyes. This was going to be a long flight.
*4 hours later*
They finally arrived at their destination. As soon as they exited the airport, a car was waiting to bring them to their hotel. After they had checked in and unpacked, food was forgotten about as Danny had to start getting ready for the show.
He painted his face and picked out an outfit, fully transforming into Adore. Soon after, a car came to pick them up and bring them to the venue where Bianca was waiting. Bianca was in the city for her own tour and since it was a rare occasion that they were in the same place at the same time, she decided to come see Adore perform.
Adore was beyond excited to see her Willow, so as soon as they got to the venue, food was forgotten yet again. It was forgotten all evening, up until Adore’s last number. Halfway through the song she started to feel extremely shaky and weak, like all her energy had suddenly drained from her body. She managed to finish the song without causing a scene and quietly stuttered out a “thank you” to the audience before stumbling backstage.
On the walk back to her dressing room, panic began rising in her chest as black dots started to dance in her vision and she began feeling nauseous. And why did she feel so hot, yet so cold at the same time?
She reached the dressing room door just in time. Opening it, she narrowly saw Bianca waiting for her. She tried taking a step forward but her feet wouldn’t move and the sickly swimming feeling in her head became unbearable.
Bianca could immediately tell something was wrong by the grimace on Adore’s deathly pale face so she rushed towards her. “I’m gonna faint” Adore mumbled, before weakly reaching out for Bianca and feeling herself fall forward, losing consciousness.
Luckily for both of them, Bianca reached her just in time, catching the taller queen before she hit the floor. Being so much shorter, Bianca struggled with Adore’s full weight on her but managed to move her to the side and sit her down, with her back against the wall.
By this time Adore was already slipping back into consciousness. “Wha…what happened?” She asked weakly, her glazed over eyes half closed.
“You fainted” Bianca replied, repeatedly tapping her fingertips against Adore’s cheek as she spoke to her, hoping that it would keep her from passing out again.
Adore groaned and tried to sit up but was quickly stopped when her muscles shook in protest and her head started spinning again. Bianca squeezed her hand and told her to try not to move yet.
“When’s the last time you ate?” Bianca asked.
Adore was quiet for a moment while her foggy brain processed the question. Shit. She hadn’t eaten anything all day. Explains why she feels so sick…
“Uhhh…last night?” She replied sheepishly.
“You haven’t eaten anything today?!” Bianca exclaimed, louder than she intended.
Adore winced and shook her head. “There wasn’t anything veggie on the plane and I was really busy and I guess I just forgot…”
“Here…you have to eat something” Bianca offered, pulling a candy bar out of her bag and handing it to Adore, who accepted it with shaking hands. “We’re getting you real food later but hopefully this will be enough to at least get you off this floor”
They sat in silence as Adore slowly ate the candy bar, hoping it would bring some sense of stability back to her panicking body.
“Feel any better?” Bianca asked when Adore had finished, taking the wrapper from her and throwing it in the trash.
“I think so” Adore replied, looking down at her hands. They weren’t shaking anymore so that was a good sign. Her body temperature had also returned to normal and she didn’t feel as nauseous anymore.
“Think you can get up?” Bianca asked, standing up and holding out her hands.
Adore reached up to take Bianca’s outstretched hands and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. She wobbled slightly at first but soon found her balance with Bianca’s help.
“Thanks for always taking care of me” Adore said, wrapping her arms around Bianca.
“No problem queen. I’m just glad you didn’t die or some shit…can’t have that on my record” Bianca joked, rubbing her back.
“I hate you” Adore pouted, breaking the hug. “Now…you mentioned something about getting me food?”