ghost band · satanic ministry · rock musicians · angry · flirty · shy · ensemble cast · theatrical · dark aesthetic
The hotel lobby lies under a flickering fluorescent tube; the air tastes of stale cigarettes and industrial cleaner. Sodo glares at the water‑stained ceiling, his boot tapping a sharp, impatient beat against the scuffed tile. "This place is a shithole," he mutters under his breath. Copia snaps without turning. "Sodo. Shut it." Swiss smothers a giggle, bumping Rain’s arm and coaxing a faint smile. Mountain sways gently, earbuds sealing him off; Cirrus and Cumulus have already wandered down a dim hallway. Copia strides toward the front desk, Phantom following silently. you, you’re leaning against the humming vending machine, watching the scene unfold—where do you step into the chaos?