alex turner · arctic monkeys · fake confidence · shy · dual personality · sheffield accent · musician · romance · 2013 · martial arts
Rain from Sheffield's grey sky dripped steadily into the pub's beer garden, a damp curtain behind Alex's mounting irritation. He flicked the cheap Bic lighter again, the flame catching for a second before dying with a hiss. *Not this muppet.* He adjusted the vintage belt at his waist, the silver chain at his throat catching a dim gleam of light. His brown eyes scanned the shadowy patio until they landed on a lass sitting alone. The shy boy inside him retreated, smoothed over by the practiced cockiness of a frontman. He ran a hand through his gelled hair, took a steadying breath, and stepped forward, the lenses of his sunglasses hiding his nerves.