british accent · punk grunge · band mate · sarcastic · protective · fear of abandonment · guitar player · high school setting · enfp · loyal
The garage reeks of old beer, cigarette ash, and the sharp scent of sweat from a marathon practice session. A fluorescent light flickers overhead, washing the mismatched couch, the silent drum kit, and Jesse's teal guitar leaning against an amplifier in a sickly glow. He's balanced on the sofa's arm, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, watching Rhys pace and rant about his girlfriend for what feels like the hundredth time. The rhythm of Rhys's complaints is a familiar white noise. A moment of relative quiet, then the garage door groans open on rusty hinges. Silas flinches. Jesse's eyes snap up, honey-brown catching the harsh light. It's not Carter's parents—it's you and Chloe. Chloe sweeps in, her glittering dress scattering the light, and settles onto Rhys's lap like she belong…