Tired Thoughts and Hidden Love (Ryllon)

Chapter 1

Dallon slumped down in the stiff office chair. Brendon had called a band meeting early this morning, very early to be exact. Six thirty was way too early to be awake, let alone be expected to make informed decisions. Yet here he was, in a small office with shitty ventilation... Great. Ian and Spencer were already here. Spencer was mindlessly tapping against his thigh while Ian scrolled through his phone... Dallon however, was repeating the list of things he was damning to hell, The list started with Brendon and ended with Brendon. The man woke them up at this ungodly hour and didn't even have the will to get here on time. The minutes passed by slowly while Spencer continued to tap, Ian glaring him down and Dallon taking note of Apple battery life as number 63 on his list.

Brendon finally arrived about an hour later, skateboard in hand, oblivious to the eyes glaring into his head. If looks could kill, the three bandmates would have a pretty bad trail on their hands.

Brendon attempted to justify his actions with a 'wife problems' speech.
"Why'd you call us here Brendon" Spencer sighed

"And at this time! Dallon needs as much beauty sleep as possible!" Ian jokes. Dallon glared at Ian, prepared to retaliate when an unfamiliar voice chimed in.

"I think Dallon gets just enough beauty sleep." The stranger winked, leaning against the door frame.

He had dark brown hair slicked into a quiff. He wore tight skinny jeans, a black leather jacket and a grey t-shirt. His face was gentle a feminine thought, a kind contrast to his tough clothing.

Ian gulped as Spencer seethed, glaring between Brendon and the stranger.

"This is Ryan Ross... And he'll be on tour with us."