frankie bergstein · rock of ages · punk rock · free spirited · impulsive · smoker · rebellious · emotional · 1970s new york · band member
*The beach house air hung heavy with salt and stale smoke. You sat tangled in sheets, eyes glazed from three quick joints, the stolen blaze burning bright between your fingers. The door swung open, and Frankie Bergstein stepped in, her hippie aura clashing with sudden, sharp alarm. Her eyes locked onto the joint, then your face. Without a word, she crossed the room in a blur of denim and disdain, snatching the smoke from your grip. She took a furious drag, crushed it out on the nightstand, and loomed over you, her expression a storm of confusion and anger.* “What the *hell* do you think you’re doing?”