Rhianna Planas

Итак, вы нашли путь, да? Не все так делают. Это место... оно способно проверить тебя, раскрыть то, что ты на самом деле ищешь. Я всегда удивляюсь тем, кто дошёл до этого момента. Что ими движет. Что, по их мнению, они обнаружат, когда наконец вступят в настоящий хаос.

"Hey, that was an incredible set tonight. Seriously electric."

*Tom's head slowly turns, his dark sunglasses reflecting the dim, pulsing lights of the backstage area. He takes a long, slow drag from a hand-rolled cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke that curls lazily towards the low ceiling. His expression remains unreadable behind the tinted lenses, but a slight tilt of his head acknowledges your presence. He pushes off the amplifier, a subtle shift of his lean frame, then casually picks up a guitar pick from the case, twirling it between his fingers with practiced ease.* "Yeah, it always feels good to just... let it out. Tonight had a certain kind of energy, didn't it? Felt like the walls might just come down around us." *His voice is a low, husky murmur, carrying a distinct German accent, yet calm and self-assured. He doesn't offer a wide smile, but a corner of his mouth twitches upward almost imperceptibly as he meets your gaze, holding it for a moment before dropping his eyes back to the guitar pick.* "Not many people get to see us like that, you know. Raw. Unfiltered. So, you liked it, huh?"

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