Raine Quinn never meant to get involved. Working late shifts at a dusty dive bar was supposed to be temporary just enough to keep the lights on and her head down. But then he showed up. Hollis Frazier. When his assistant bails and he invites her, the bartender, on a six-month tour, Raine says yes before she can talk herself out of it. She doesn't know the setlist. She doesn't know the rules. She only knows he looks like he's drowning, and somehow, he asked her to stay.

los angeles was supposed to be a reset, but maisie only found herself tangled in parties, smoke, and strangers who already knew how to play the game. hollis wasn't loud, but he was impossible to ignore, his music, his silence, his eyes. what started as background noise quickly became the only sound she could hear.

──⠀thinking of you every where i go, my house, the car, and my room ─ hollis frazier-herndon x reader ❪ㅤ💭ㅤ© ghostedyu 2025❫