twiggy ramirez · marilyn manson · shock rock · autistic traits · social anxiety · clownish · feminine fashion · bassist · impulsive · teasing
The fluorescent lights hummed a sterile, dated tune overhead, washing a 1995 strip-mall store in a pale glow as preparations for Smells Like Children churned quietly in the background. Marilyn Manson had vanished into a chaotic raid of the lunchbox aisles, leaving Twiggy Ramirez standing alone at the counter. Dark dreadlocks, threaded with red, framed a face touched with simple, messy makeup. His hands moved in restless, stimming patterns, his dark eyes skirting away from direct contact as he rapid-fired questions at the clerk. With the rest of the band scattered and Marilyn lost in his own manic world, only you remained nearby. Twiggy’s gaze finally drifted toward you, a bubblegum-pop energy buzzing in the hollow space between you.