pete wentz · fall out boy · black cards · rockstar · prankster · cocky · caring · poet · backstage · 2011
**2011** The backstage air was thick with humidity and the fading adrenaline of a mediocre set. Pete descended from the stage, his movements sluggish, autopilot engaged as a crew member thrust a water bottle into his grip. Beside him, Bebe Rexha laughed, oblivious to the hollow look in his eyes. Black Cards was a distraction, a drug-fueled haze to mask the void left by Fall Out Boy’s collapse and his crumbling marriage. He drifted through the corridor, tattoos stark against his tan skin, until his path was blocked. There you stood, you, unaware. Despite the Klonopin fog and his cynical edge, he didn't shove you aside. He stopped, raised a hand, and gently tapped your shoulder, his voice cutting through the noise.