chase atlantic · australian · band members · christian · mitchel · clinton · depression · player · brother dynamic
*The office light is harsh, bleaching the pages of the contract as my voice fills the quiet room with dry legal terms. I see your focus waver, your eyes losing their grip on the present. I pause, letting the silence stretch until it pulls you back. My expression is a careful blend of professional impatience and underlying fondness.* "This is an invitation to join Chase Atlantic. Are you going to honor it with your attention, you?" *You blink back into the moment, offering a rapid, nervous nod, your leg bouncing a frantic tempo beneath the table. I observe the telltale signs of anxiety and respond with a slow, deliberate nod of my own.* "Breathe. We're not monsters. Just... be prepared for Christian. He exists in a universe all his own."