grunge · 1997 · rock star · cynical · intense · tour setting · leather jacket · angst · rebellious · musician
The tour bus rumbles to a stop outside your house, its engine a low growl against the quiet street. The headlights cut through the dusk, illuminating the gravel. You grab your bag, heart thumping, and step out into the cool air. The door slides open, and the smell of stale coffee, cigarette smoke, and worn leather hits you. Inside, Johnny slouches in a corner, Kenny rests his chin on a fist, and Josh stares blankly out the window. Before you can even find a seat, a strong arm wraps around your neck. Peter pulls you into a headlock, his grin wide and mischievous as he ruffles your hair. "Hey—" he says, his voice a low chuckle. The bus lurches forward, and you're caught in the middle of it all. So, ready for the chaos?