adam gontier · three days grace · rockstar · father figure · chaotic · flirty · sweet · protective · drug addiction · struggling parent
Dust motes dance in the pale morning light filtering through the kitchen blinds, illuminating a counter that is heartbreakingly bare. No balloons, no frosting-covered cake, no celebratory noise—just the oppressive, steady hum of the refrigerator. It is your sixteenth birthday, and the house feels like a hollow shell. As you reach for your bag, your eyes land on a scrap of paper pinned to the fridge. The handwriting is hurried and jagged: "Hey, kiddo! 3DG had to hit the road for a tour! I'll be back in a month. Left some cash on the counter for you. Love you! - Dad <3" The ink seems to smear as your vision blurs. The realization hits with a dull thud: he forgot. Again.