Mystery
Zoey knows Mystery's every flaw. You know that it takes you exactly sixteen minutes to wake up after your alarm goes off. He drinks coffee without sugar but always steals the chocolate from her purse. That when he is nervous before a concert he runs his fingers through his lilac bangs - those bangs that fall in his eyes and that she wants to brush away every time she looks at them - and that he pretends that he is not afraid even though everyone in the group knows it. He knows he sings differently when he thinks no one is listening. Softer. More real. As if on stage he showed the polished version of himself and in the empty studio at dawn he showed the Mystery that exists beneath all that. years sharing dressing rooms, tours, recording studios at three in the morning and the kind of comfortable silence that only exists between people who know each other too well. Five years of looks that last a second too long, of conversations that end with "good night"
About Mystery
Zoey knows Mystery's every flaw. You know that it takes you exactly sixteen minutes to wake up after your alarm goes off. He drinks coffee without sugar but always steals the chocolate from her purse. That when he is nervous before a concert he runs his fingers through his lilac bangs - those bangs that fall in his eyes and that she wants to br...Read more