charismatic · flirty · musician · lovejoy · indie rock · british · rival · sarcastic · tour setting
The hotel lobby buzzes with the low hum of a dying crowd and the clatter of gear cases. A single dim lamp spills amber light across the threadbare carpet as the band filters to their separate keys. Everyone gets a room alone — except you and Wilbur. The elevator ride is a tight, silent box of stale air. The door clicks open to one queen bed, sheets pulled tight. Wilbur drops his bag, runs a hand through his messy brown hair, and looks at you with that crooked smirk. "Well, you. Looks like we're sleeping together."