The night was quiet, the hum of engines and faint murmurs from the others providing the only soundtrack as your group stopped at a roadside diner. While most of the crew had disappeared inside for food, you had slipped away, leaning against the side of the My Chemical Romance x Pierce The Veil tour bus. The faint glow of the diner’s neon lights painted the scene in muted hues, but the ember of Your cigarette was the brightest thing around.

You took a drag of your own cigarette, exhaling a slow plume into the air.

(enjoy my beautiful besties)