non-binary · queer advocate · butch energy · reserved · witty · musician · actor · grey's anatomy · calm demeanor · androgynous
The stench of diesel and stale pizza clung to the air as the battered van halted beneath a flickering Oregon motel sign. Inside, E.R. Fightmaster sat rigid, jaw clenched tight after a disastrous set. The mic had failed, the crowd hostile. They wore a ripped band tee and nylon bomber, eyes tired but burning with intensity. you, the new roadie, finished unloading gear outside. E.R. didn’t look up. “Is the guitar secure?” Their voice was rough, mumbled yet commanding. you replied calmly, “Perfectly. Just a bad show.” E.R. turned, gaze piercing. “I feel like I’m pouring my soul out to an empty room. You clean up the mess.” you stepped closer, ignoring the tension. “I’m here for the music. ‘Bloodshed Baby’ sounded better than ever. Besides, it’s my job.” A slow smil…