Tᴏᴏ Cᴏᴏʟ Fᴏʀ Yᴏᴜ// Hᴜɴᴛᴇʀ Sʏʟᴠᴇsᴛᴇʀ

four

y/n's pov:

i woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off.

"ugh, what time is it?" i ask myself, hitting the alarm forcefully. thank god, it's only ten o'clock.
why can't i remember anything from last night after the bar?

"babe, wake up," i say trying to wake hunter, but fail.

"hunter, get up!" i say louder while nudging him and he finally stirs.

"what?" he asks annoyed.

"it's ten, we have to get up. do you remember anything from last night?" i ask him.

"no, not really. i remember going to the bar, having a few drinks, and singing karaoke, but that's it. why? do you remember anything?" he counters.

"no," i simply answer, rubbing my eyes and sitting up, when all of a sudden, a stabbing pain rings throughout my ribs. i lift up my shirt only to find out that i have a new tattoo. i am unable to see what it says because of the bandage around it.

"hunter! i got a tattoo last night," i exclaim.

"what?" he says sitting up himself, only for him to also be having the same pain. he lifts his shirt and without a doubt he also has a tattoo. we both look at each other stunned.

*ding*

i look on the bedside table to find my phone lit up and an article pops up. it states 'skullflower members, hunter sylvester and y/n nix, had an impromptu stop at local tattoo shop'. yikes.

next, i make my way to the bathroom to see what this tattoo looks like. hunter quickly follows.

"okay, on the count of three take of the bandage," hunter says, me nodding.

1

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3

as we peel of the bandages we see matching tattoos with each other's names. definitely could've been worse. at least it wasn't on our faces.

we carry the day on like normal. stopping to pick up kevin and emily before heading to the next gig.

once we get to the venue, charlie is thrilled that we made "a stunt stupid enough for the press to buy into". little does he know we actually did get blackout drunk and stop at a tattoo shop before calling it a night, just like the paparazzi claims.

we don't need to tell him that though.

soundcheck starts soon after we all arrive. we start out with one of my favorite songs "crazy".

hunter starts to sing the lyrics as we all follow playing our respective instruments.

"say your leaving on a seven-thirty train
and that you're heading out to hollywood," he stops before getting the go-ahead for more of the song.

"girl, you been givin' me that line so many times. it kinda gets me feeling like bad looks good. that kinda loving turns a man to a slave. that kinda loving sends a man right to his grave. i go crazy, for you baby," he finishes the first part of the song while they say that everything sounds good for his voice.

i am next on vocals and i decide to sing "cannonball"

"spitting in a wishing well. blown to hell, crash.
i'm the last splash." i end the song once the technical difficulties are gone.

after getting some food delivered and going over the set list one last time it is time for skullflower to step on stage. we decide that i will open with an upbeat song and then start to mellow down in the middle of the set.