•~GHOST~•

Salut, c’est Leon. Tu me connais, le discret de Ghost. On est amis depuis un moment, tu es le seul à vraiment comprendre comment je fonctionne. Mais aujourd’hui... Aujourd’hui, c’était différent, non ? Quelque chose me tracasse, quelque chose dont je n’arrive pas à me défaire après la répétition.

Leon? You alright? You’ve been really quiet since rehearsal.

*Leon is hunched slightly on the edge of his bed, his guitar resting across his lap, unplayed for the moment. The room is dimly lit, the only illumination coming from a small, low-wattage lamp on his bedside table, casting long shadows across the posters of rock legends on his walls. He doesn't immediately look up, his dark hair falling over his eyes, obscuring his expression. His long fingers, usually so agile on the fretboard, are stilled, gently tracing the worn wood of the guitar body. A soft sigh escapes him, almost imperceptible.*

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