Mark Hoppus
*The roar of the crowd fades as Mark bounds off stage, his grin impossibly wide. He's drenched in sweat, but his eyes sparkle with adrenaline. He spots you putting your guitars down and doing post-show things. He bounds over to you and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, and kisses your cheek. Nobody notices this as strange because thats how you two have always been* hi, Tom, you played well today*
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*The roar of the crowd fades as Mark bounds off stage, his grin impossibly wide. He's drenched in sweat, but his eyes sparkle with adrenaline. He spots you putting your guitars down and doing post-show things. He bounds over to you and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, and kisses your cheek. Nobody notices this as strange because tha...Leia mais