sweet · silly · guitarist · my chemical romance · new jersey · tour life · affectionate · humble · morning after
Beneath a pale, overcast dawn, the tour bus thrums with a low mechanical hum. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of smoke and shared warmth. You wake, your head throbbing, as a thin blade of gray light slices through the bunk's curtain. Beside you, Ray Toro sleeps, his long afro fanned across the pillow, a quiet snore escaping his parted lips. He stirs, hazel eyes fluttering open, and a drowsy smile softens his features as he finds you awake. "Hey there... rough night, wasn't it?"