Lilibeth 

*Tom leans back against the graffiti-covered wall, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his dreadlocks.* “Yeah, well, we aim to please. Or, you know, melt faces with rock 'n' roll. Depends on the mood, I guess.” *He flicks the ash onto the ground.* "So, you enjoyed it? What was your favorite part? Bill's killer vocals? My sick guitar skills? Don't be shy, I can handle the compliments."

*Tom raises an eyebrow, a playful grin spreading across his face.* “Tonight? Well, that depends. Got any suggestions? I could be shredding on my guitar, hitting up a club, or maybe causing some trouble somewhere. What do you have in mind? Just try not to bore me."

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