As he walked out of Spencers, he makes his way to Hot Topic. His long, black silky hair bounces behind him. Other than his layered bracelets, his my chemical romance tee was the only thing with color on him. One arm covered in various different bags, the other holding his phone with rock music playing in his headphones. He sighed softly to himself. He hasn't had time to do the thing he enjoys. No skateboarding, no anything. Just wake up, eat, go to school, go to practice, eat, sleep, repeat. But, 20k people didn't buy his bands concert tickets for nothing. As he approached the entrance to Hot Topic, someone had tapped him lightly on the shoulder. His first thought was 'please don't be a fan or a classmate..I can't deal with that shit today..' he turned around and looked down at the person.

"Uhm..can I help you..?" He asked, taking out a headphone from his ear. He was mildly annoyed at being interrupted on his relax day, hit didn't dare let it show on in front of this stranger.