Slasher band au was created by @arkunder on tumblr !
(Taking a break for now)
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Trigger warnings for: cursing, scars, attempted assault
A story of a young girl who is trying to regain her dreams promising herself that
she shall make...
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As Vincent and Bo reclined in the luxurious interior of the limo, the weight of exhaustion settled upon them like a heavy blanket. Bo, drained from the adrenaline rush of the performance, slumped into his seat like a marionette with its strings cut. Vincent, ever the protective brother, couldn't bear to see Bo in such a state.
Surveying his twin's drooping eyelids and weary expression, Vincent resolved to inject a bit of joy into Bo's night. As they cruised past a brightly lit ice cream parlor, a spark of inspiration ignited in Vincent's mind. With a quick tap on the driver's shoulder, he instructed them to turn back.
Lost in his own world, Bo remained oblivious to Vincent's plan. But when Vincent gently nudged him and pointed towards the ice cream shop, Bo's eyes flickered with curiosity. "But what about the fans?" he murmured, a flicker of concern clouding his features. Vincent simply flashed him a reassuring smile and tugged him out of the limo.
Their security detail sprang into action, ensuring the safety of the twins and managing the excited fans who clamored for a glimpse of their idols.
Amidst the controlled chaos, Vincent guided Bo into the quaint ice cream parlor, where the cashier stared wide-eyed at the unexpected visitors – a masked man and a disheveled rockstar, still adorned in remnants of stage makeup and fake blood.
Vincent wasted no time in ordering Bo's favorite flavors, his familiarity with his brother's preferences a testament to their unbreakable bond.
As they exited the shop, Bo's senses awakened to the tantalizing aroma of freshly scooped ice cream, momentarily distracting him from his weariness.
Back in the limo, with Bo's spirits lifted by the impromptu ice cream excursion, the atmosphere lightened. But just as Bo began to drift into a blissful sugar-induced haze, a sudden thud jolted him from his reverie.
"What was that?" he exclaimed, eyes darting towards the window where the noise had originated.
Vincent's response was characteristically enigmatic. "Nobody," he murmured, his tone laced with a hint of mystery. But despite his brother's reassurances, Bo couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air, a lingering sense that their night was far from over.
