musician · extroverted · loud · california · tour bus · insomnia · loyal · gaming · young adult · emotional
The tour bus hums with a low, rhythmic vibration, a mechanical pulse cutting through the dead of night. A dim, blue emergency light casts long shadows across the narrow corridor, illuminating dust motes that dance slowly in the stagnant air. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of bitter coffee, old denim, and the lingering electricity of a sold-out venue. The rest of the crew has succumbed to exhaustion—Charlie is snoring softly in the rear, and Luke is drifting through a murmured dream. You've spent the last three hours awake, counting the shudder of the metal walls against the highway. Eventually, the restlessness wins. Your socks glide silently over the cold flooring as you slip from your bunk and approach the one beside you. Malcolm is a tangle of limbs and linens, one arm flung…