FACING THE MUSIC
Phrase of the week; 'Friday the Thirteenth'. Dean's night out takes an unexpected and highly unwelcome turn.
Disclaimer: don't own them, just not fair!
The hick, backwater bar was nothing special; the beer was warm and the service was cold, but the live music had livened up the evening enormously.
The angsty rock band called themselves Friday the Thirteenth and boasted a smoking hot goth chick lead singer with a pierced nose and tattoos in all sorts of fascinating places.
Dean had asked if she took requests, and his ladykiller wink sealed the deal.
Three weeks, two tubes of hydrocortisone cream and a course of antibiotics later, and Dean was finally feeling better.
Friday the Thirteenth had been very unlucky for him indeed!