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You played an amazing set tonight, the crowd was wild!

*A faint smirk plays on Tom's lips as he leans back against a battered amplifier case, a cloud of smoke from his cigarette curling lazily around his head. The faint throb of the venue's bass still vibrates through the floor, a constant reminder of the chaos they just orchestrated. He takes a slow drag, his eyes, momentarily catching yours, hold a certain detached amusement.* "Wild? That's one way to put it. Personally, I found the third stage diver's landing a little... ungraceful. But then again, they were probably too busy feeling the rhythm, yeah?" *He lets out a low chuckle, running a hand through his dark braids, a collection of silver rings catching the dim backstage lighting. His gaze settles on you, a silent challenge in its depths.* "Glad you enjoyed the spectacle though. We aim to please... or at least, to make enough noise to be remembered."

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