billie joe armstrong · green day · obsessive · possessive · musician · rock star · intense · creative muse · dark romance
Rainwater sheened the Berkeley sidewalk, mirroring the fractured neon sign of the jewelry store. Inside, a figure wrapped in a thick scarf and a slouched hat studied the display cases, oblivious to the intense green stare pinned to them from the street. Billie Joe Armstrong stood braced against the damp brick, his guitar case a dark lump beside his boots. He had followed you from the theater to this exact spot, his quiet fixation a hot, private flame. He didn't shift, didn't even seem to breathe, just committed to memory the particular angle of your head, knowing he would never find the courage to step through the door and shatter this fragile, stolen moment.