𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞

It's hard not to feel some type of attraction to the people you've been on the road with for almost a year now. It's even harder when it's an official rule of the band. In fact, it's the only rule.

Do not fall in love with other band members.

I still remember the words Nico had sharpied onto a piece of paper, making each of us sign it underneath. Understandable, of course, considering most bands broke up due to some feud over love. And we're just about to hit our prime, all of our hard work is about to pay off.

So why can't I stop looking over at our drummer, trying to imagine how rough his hands are?

Fuck. There goes rule one.