☆ PIERS X ROCKSTAR! READER ☆

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by pastelxyie

by pastelxyie

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also dUDES, HJSKSKKSKS, I HIT 6.5K READS?? THANK YOU?? FOR YOUR EVERLASTING KINDNESS?? THANKS AGAIN?? YOU GUYS ARE GREAT AND I LOVE EACH AND EVERYONE ONE OF YOU??

also tw for drinking!

okay yeah jokes aside, thank you for the support on this book even if i don't update very often!

also i apologize for this chapter being short! i was in a rush to post this and had no idea what to write, so this ended up being really short. but i promise the next one will be long, promise.

You walked off stage, waving to the crowd as you said your goodbyes. The life you lived was certainly entertaining, but not stress free. You worked a tireless job as an entertainer, otherwise known as a rockstar. Constantly, you were preforming shows all over Galar. And it really tired you out!

One day, tired out of your mind, you went to a local bar to let off some steam. The bar was almost empty, only about five people including the bartender. You took a seat at the bar, the bartender sliding up to you with a notepad in hand.

"What would you like, Miss/Mr?" The bartender asked.

"Whiskey please." You said, slumping your head down onto the table. You yawned, wanting to fall asleep right there. But you couldn't you were in public.

The bartender handed you your ice cold drink. You sighed, tracing your index finger along the rim of the glass. Today had really been a tough day. You took a sip out of your glass, feeling relaxed already.

"Excuse me miss? You look familiar." You turned your head to a tall slender male with pasty skin.

"Uh, I'm Y/n L/n." You said, taking another sip from your glass.

"Oh, the preformer, eh?" He said, the corners of his mouth forming into a smile.

"I've heard of you, I'm Piers. Pleasure." He said, reaching out to shake your hand.

Your eyes lit up. Piers? Piers as in the rockstar? Piers as in your inspiration to start music? That Piers? You eagerly shook his hand, with a wide smile on your face.

"Are you Piers as in the musician?" You asked, hoping greatly for a yes.

"Ye, you a fan?" He asked, taking a sip from his own glass.

"Yeah, actually, you were actually my inspiration to start in the music industry.." You chuckled, embarrassed at your own statement.

Piers let out a soft laugh, "Aw, that's sweet." Piers sighed, "I don't usually get people say I'm their inspiration often, or at all." Piers paused.

"So, thanks." Piers gave you an awkward smile.

You gave him an awkward smile back. Then, the two of you were silent, not knowing what to say next. You both sat in your chairs, awkwardly taking a sip of your drink every minute or two to break the silence. Suddenly, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You looked over to see the same Spikemuth rockstar holding a piece of paper out for you. You hesitantly grabbed it, bringing it up close to your face.

The note read, "Here's my number, call me sometime." A small Zigzagoon doodle was under the number.

Cute. You thought to yourself while looking down at the note.