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INTRODUCTION

Look at me writing something that isn't Remdy! Yes, I keep staring new stories, don't question it.

This whole story will contain the following triggering topics, read with caution and know I research for sensitive topics such as eating disorders:

Suicide mentions, self harm + blood, violence, strong language, alcohol, eating disorders, depression + anxiety, panic attacks.

(Any events that happened in real life have been altered for the story, please don't come for me.)

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INTRODUCTION

The tour is in six months.

It was only announced four days ago, though they've been planning it for months. It needs to be perfect - they haven't been on the road in years and if they stand any chance of a successful comeback, they'll need to sell out at least some of the venues, to get fans talking again, to be relevant. Something they've not been for a while.

In 2018 they took a hiatus.

Throughout that whole year, arguments were constantly breaking out between band members and managers. They fought about songs, about stage clothes, about setlists, makeup, that some in the band were more devoted, some were lazy, and one -

One was a traitor.

He caused so many disagreements and fights that, by the end of the year, after releasing their album Vale, he was no longer a member of Black Veil Brides. The dent this left was immense. They were lacking one fifth of their band and naturally, the responsibility to fix it, to find a replacement before they could begin on their next album, was to fall on the frontman's shoulders.

Andy handled it well. He made calls, he discussed it over and over with their managers, their record label, his band mates, until finally, almost a year later, they had their five back together. Granted, one of them was now brand new, but they could make it work. They had to make it work.

Now, the tour is in six months.