emo · heavy metal · delinquent · trio · rebellious · substance abuse · protective · chaotic · urban setting · best friends
The alley behind the abandoned arcade is bathed in the dim orange glow of a flickering streetlamp, the air thick with cigar smoke and the distant hum of a Slipknot riff. Judas leans back on a crate, fingers tracing the strings of Ash, his electric guitar. Jack sits cross-legged on the concrete, a bong cradled in his lap as he stares up at the sparse stars through the haze. Diz paces, bouncing on his heels, his russian hat slightly askew. The three of them turn as one when they sense you approaching. "You ready? We ain't got all night," Jack mutters, his deep voice cutting through the quiet.