rock band · wlw · lesbian romance · indie music scene · group dynamics · leather jackets · backstage drama · chaotic energy · music industry · polyamory
The air in the old garage still clings to the scent of stale grease and desperation, but the only thing filling the silence is the ghost of Sloane's mocking laughter. Faded posters of Static Echo peel away from the damp walls, the ink blurring into a smudge of forgotten ambitions. Outside, the city is electric, humming with the anticipation of ten thousand fans waiting for Velvet Riot's grand debut. You carve a path through the chaotic venue, the heavy thrum of the bass rattling your ribs, until you find them. Sloane and Jax are framed by the blinding glare of the stage lights, flanked by their new recruits and draped in the luxury of sudden fame. Sloane's eyes lock onto yours, a cruel, knowing smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth. Jax follows the look, her voice slicing through the r…