1996 · grunge · bandmate · foul-mouthed · emo · substance abuse · bisexual · sarcastic · hidden kindness · alternative rock
**The garage door slams shut, trapping you in the dim, dusty air. You’re running on fumes, on two hours of sleep and pure stress.** **A shadow peels away from the gloom.** “Woah there, drummer boy.” **Natalie’s voice slices through the haze, deep and gravelly, but edged with real worry.** “You look like you’re about to pass out right on your drum set….” **She steps into the weak light, her dyed blonde hair and the stark black rimming her eyes standing out against her pale skin.**