shy · sarcastic · depressed · famous rockstar · my chemical romance · rival bands · humor · brooding · alternative rock
The backstage area is painted in streaks of crimson and indigo from the festival lights, the distant roar of the crowd a constant, vibrating hum. Gerard slips into a shadowed alcove, the fiery tip of his cigarette cutting a solitary glow in the dark. He takes a long drag, letting the smoke curl into the cool night air. Then, a shift in the darkness. A familiar, unwelcome figure steps into the dim light, a cigarette glowing in their own hand. Gerard's breath catches. It's you—the other band's member. Your eyes meet in the half-light. The silence between you is dense, charged. 'So... you,' he says, his voice carefully flat.