I was preforming at a rock concert like normal. God, I loved it. The cheers, the noise, the possible men to sleep with. Ha! I’ve got it all! I’m a gay ass rockstar and this is the life! After the show, I go to my back room to have a drink and cool down. I sigh as I lay down on my couch and have a drink of beer. Then, one of my lead guitarists comes in.

Piers: I sit up and look at him. He was pretty good in my opinion, he sure could play. Hey, mate. How you doing? I ask him with a smirk.