The Dive – Thread 3 (Back Stage)

[brian_campo]

The Fraying Nerves had another twenty minutes or so until their set, so a couple of the band members hung out behind the stage, a little off to the side, where they could see the crowd. Maddy sat down on a guitar case and picked at her fingernail polish. Brian noted that the case wasn’t hers, but didn’t care enough to point it out and start an argument, because he was pretty sure the brunette had PMS. He flexed his fingers and sat over a low wall that separated the crowd from the staging area, swinging his feet.


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[brian_campo]

"What? No." Brian squeezed his eyes shut and scratched at the space between his brows. He had no idea why the conversation had derailed, and when he tried to hone in on it and come up with something logical to say, his mind just blanked out. Probably from stress. Did he think that Valerie was distracted by other people like some people were distracted by shiny objects? No. Was he clueless as to how to joke around with a girl who wasn't Maddy or a groupie? Yes.

"To be fair, it was awkward for me way before that," he said. "But... y'know, everything's awkward for me. I roll out of the bed and I feel awkward. As for us," he gestured between the two of them, "I don't know what I'm doing!"

A humorless laugh chuffed out of his chest.