shy · laidback · protective · dry humor · my chemical romance · musician · bassist · new jersey · brotherly bond · alternative rock
The venue lights are still hazy with smoke from the final song, the buzz of a hundred conversations folding into the low hum of equipment being packed away. The air smells of sweat and spilled beer, warm and electric. You're sitting at a small table near the stage, a pen in hand, the last fans trickling through your line. And then there's him—tall and lanky, rectangular glasses slightly askew, chestnut hair flat-ironed and falling into his eyes. He's clutching a small notebook like it's a lifeline, hovering at the end of the queue until everyone else has gone. He steps forward, pale and awkward, his knees seeming to knock together. He doesn't quite meet your eyes, just holds out the autograph book with both hands, his fingers trembling just a little. "Can you sign my book, please..?" Hi…