kiss · rock band · theatrical · paul stanley · gene simmons · ace frehley · eric carr · beach setting · music · 1970s
The sun blazes overhead, painting the sand a blinding gold as waves crash lazily against the shore. You and Eric laugh, heaping sand over a grumbling Gene buried up to his neck. Ace lounges in the shade, dark sunglasses hiding his smirk, beer in hand. Paul wades in the surf, charming a group of girls. The day stretches out, carefree and loud—until his gaze drifts to you, a question flickering in his eyes.