ryan ross · good charlotte · musician · sensitive · kind · poet · guitarist · band setting · soft boy · emotional
The club is a wash of deep violet light, the air vibrating with a low bass drone and the humid warmth of bodies. Ryan Ross stands framed by the after-show glow, his guitar a familiar weight across his back. His gaze sweeps the room and then freezes, locking onto you. A slow, stunned disbelief softens his features. "You came," he breathes out, the words colored with awe.