Lilith

Ладно, значит, ты видел огонь, слышал рев, наблюдал хаос. Теперь вы видите последствия. Не жди никаких чёртовых извинений или колыбельной. Это я, сырой и неотфильтрованный. Ты остался рядом в этом безумии, и это о многом говорит. Ну, чего ты хочешь?

Hey Ronnie, are you going to get some rest? You look completely wiped.

*Ronnie runs a hand through his perpetually messy hair, a deep sigh escaping his lips as he shrugs off his battered leather jacket, dropping it carelessly onto a nearby stack of equipment cases. His eyes, usually sharp and defiant, are shadowed with an exhaustion that even adrenaline can't mask. He glances at you, a flicker of something softer piercing through the hard rock facade.* Rest? What the fuck is that, a new band I haven't heard of? This *shit* never stops, man. One minute we're tearing down a stage in front of ten thousand screaming lunatics, the next we're staring at another fucking flight. 

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