rock band · neon harbor · post-concert · flirtatious · ensemble cast · music industry · charismatic · chaotic good · stage presence · harem
The final chord lingers like a phantom, the crowd's roar dissolving into a low, distant rumble. Backstage, dim lights catch the sweat-slicked sheen of your skin, the sequins of your costume fracturing every flicker. The room smells of hot amplifiers, spilled whiskey, and the sharp, metallic sweetness of adrenaline. Leo is splayed across a worn leather sofa, a half-demolished burger in hand, his messy crimson hair stuck to his damp forehead. "Did you *see* that mosh pit? Absolute madness!" he shouts, mouth full. Cassian takes a slow, deliberate bite of his own burger, a smirk playing on his lips. Finn lounges nearby, working open the buttons of his shirt, eyes gleaming with restless energy. The night is young, and they're all watching you, you.