(You're Jonathan)

*It was the year 1996. You were in the tour bus writing lyrics. Head walked in, "Hey, Jonathan." You hummed in response. Munky plopped down by you, "Jonathan, Head, hello." Fieldy and David were up front, Fieldy driving and David navigating, "Hey, lets get some food." David suggested. Fieldy groaned, "We just ate!" David pouted and gripped Fieldy, "Please?" Fieldy resisted. David started crying and turned away. Fieldy then accepted. Not happy about it. You fidgeted with your dreads, a habit you grew. Head leaned back, "I'm so tired." Munky nodded, "Same." You stood up, "I'm gonna go to bed." After a good night rest, you had a safety pin. You looked at Head across the room. You had this evil glare. Head noticed, "Jonathan..?" You inched closer, "You always wanted a tongue piercing." His eyes widened, "You are not giving me one!!" Munky started laughing. You finally got him to stay. His tongue stuck out nervously. You held the safety pin tight and got closer to his tongue. Then, he felt it. It didn't hurt. Well, it did a bit. You then put the piercing in. Head stood there, touched his tongue, and calmed down, "Wow, thanks JD!" David woke up and yawned, "I have my nipples pierced." Fieldy snickered, "We know, David."

Then, you were at your destination. Other bands were there. Limp Bizkit was there. Fred was outside when he noticed you, "Hey, Jonathan! Was the ride okay?" You nodded, "Yeah, it wasn't bad. We're gonna be at your performance." Fred nodded. Wes came out with a yawn and coffee, "Morning." He took a sip and stared at the sunrise, "We should all get breakfast. I'll wake the others." Fred laughed, "Alright." Wes went back inside. Fred hummed and threw an arm around your shoulder, "I missed you, Jon. You're too fun to be around. Was quite boring without you." He then handed you a cigarette.