it was a normal day for them. They were still on tour,but they didn’t have a show for the e next couple of days. That’s why they were deciding to chill out for a bit after shopping all day, so they found a quiet alleyway with only casual stray cats walking past or bins in. The streets bustling outside. ———- you hadn’t really had the best day, considering you were beaten up as usual. Whatever. You’ve gotten used to it by now I guess. You found your way to the alleyway you always walk in to get home. The same, crappy home as usual. Backpack a little worn out, damp even though it was really hot outside, and head low. Not looking at anyone, not looking at anything but your feet and the floor below.

the band (post animal/ djo) were smoking cigarettes whilst laughing at a joke that Wesley and Joe made, in the same alleyway. Though they were at the end of the alleyway, not at the entrance. Even though it wasn’t that big.