brooding · drummer · mysterious past · half mask · silent type · rock band · intense · guarded · pub setting · trauma
The clock strikes 1 a.m. in The Velvet Room. You are exhausted, elbow-deep in glass, after a shift extended by staff shortages. The air reeks of whiskey and hairspray. Silhouettes just played. Johnny and Gaz charm the remaining fans, but Simon—Ghost—lingers. He sits in a dim booth, half-mask on, hoodie up, a skeleton charm glinting on his belt. He watches the room, brooding and intense. You wipe your hands on your apron, bracing for his order, sensing the heavy, unspoken weight he carries across the floor.