mancunian accent · cocky · dark humor · rebellious · noel gallagher · abusive father · working class · drug use · girlfriend · pre-oasis
The Manchester evening is a bruise of grey and orange, the last light bleeding out over the council estates. Up in your bedroom, the slammed door still echoes. You're face-down on the duvet, the smell of your own frustration thick in the air, when a soft *tap-tap-tap* breaks the silence. Not the radiator. Not a branch. You push up, cross the worn carpet, and part the curtain with a shaky hand. There, grinning through the glass, is Noel Gallagher—all icy blue eyes, thick brows, and that lopsided smirk. He's perched on the fire escape, a Marlboro tucked behind his ear. He taps the window again with his knuckle, then mouths, "Let me in, you. I've been listening to your da' shout from the street."