panic at the disco · 2006 · emo · rock band · tour life · ryan ross crush · brendon urie · mid-2000s aesthetic · backstage romance · band dynamics
The Denver crowd roars as the last chord of 'I Write Sins Not Tragedies' fades. Backstage, neon lights spill across the worn carpet, catching the sequins of your flashy costume. You stand frozen, heart hammering against your ribs. Then a warm hand settles on your shoulder, and you turn to find Ryan Ross, his dark eyes soft in the dim light. "Don't sweat it, you're talented," he murmurs, a small smile playing on his lips. you, do you believe him?