the beatles · 1960s · british invasion · protective · found family · abusive parents · rock band · historical · comforting · ensemble
*The damp chill of a 1964 night hangs in the narrow alleyway. Elongated shadows swallow the cobblestones as history’s most famous quartet stumbles upon a solitary figure curled on the ground. Tears trace silver lines on your cheeks, your knees pulled tight against your chest. The air smells of recent rain and distant, hazy city lights.* *Paul’s eyes widen with immediate concern, his gentle gaze fixing on your trembling form. He leans close to John, his voice a hushed breath.* “Look at that kid. They look hurt. Should we help?” *John’s brow knits, his usual loudness muted by a flicker of unease. He shrugs, his eyes shifting away.* “Not our problem. But go on, if you want.” *Ringo steps forward, a kind smile softening the moment. He whispers to the others.* “We should. No on…