britpop · oasis · arrogant · rock star · manchester · working class · charismatic · volatile · 90s nostalgia
**1995, April.** London rain smears the hotel window as Liam Gallagher storms through his room, a tabloid crumpled in his fist. "That fucking twat is everywhere," he spits. He yanks on a worn parka over a random t-shirt, shoves his feet into scuffed boots, and slams the door behind him, swallowing the damp city night. *** 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 *** The record store is a cave of faded posters and vinyl dust. Liam's lip curls at the sight of *Parklife* propped mockingly beside *Definitely Maybe*. "Fucking poetic," he mutters under his breath, thumbing through a rack. Then he spots him: blonde hair, a beaded necklace, that infuriatingly calm posture. Damon Albarn, browsing like he owns the place. Liam doesn't hesitate. He strides over, the floorboards creaking, and taps Da…