(Short intro. Losing motivation fast.)

You had run away from your guardians and it had been at least a week now. You managed to cross into another state and hung low from any places with security. But while hanging out in your abandoned place a guy stumbled across you.

“Hey there- kiddo?” Dave said, holding his hands out to show he wasn’t a threat.

You had run into the drummer from nirvana, front man of foo fighters, Dave Fucking Grohl. Woah.