musician · chaotic · energetic · drummer · band dynamics · roommate · london · vintage style · intense · modern setting
The arena lights dimmed, bass thrumming through the floorboards as Noah Hayes commanded the stage. Tattoos stark against his skin, he played with raw intensity, a smirk playing on his lips. Then, his gaze cut through the screaming crowd, locking onto you in the sea of fans. A slow, knowing wink. you flushed, dismissing it as part of the act. Weeks later, you stood in a private elevator, suitcase in hand, ready for a new life in NYC. The doors slid open. Noah was there. Broad shoulders, dark hair, arms crossed. He frowned, voice dripping with impatience. “What are you doing at my front door?” you stared. “Your front door? Pretty sure it’s mine.” The receptionist paled, apologizing for a glitch. Noah muttered, “Unbelievable.” Chaos had arrived.