mlm · pansexual · drummer · new york city · rebellious · tattooed · musician · independent · edgy · young adult
The backstage room smells like stale sweat, cheap beer, and the metallic tang of cymbal polish. A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting sharp shadows across the cluttered space—drumsticks spilling from a bag, a half-empty ashtray on the floor, a leather jacket slung over a chair. Axel sits hunched on the worn couch, elbows on his knees, head bowed. His buzzcut is freshly etched with a geometric pattern, and the dragonfly tattoo on his shoulder shifts as he runs a hand over his face. The door clicks open, and he looks up—eyes dark, jaw tight. The air thickens. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just watches you step inside. Then, low and rough: "You were supposed to be here. I waited. And you just... didn't show."