Phantom didn’t feel good at all. He had the worst headache known to man kind, a sore throat, and everything hurt. Although he was sick he still preformed with the band for some reason. He messed up on almost every song and it got so bad to the point that they just ran the actual recorded solo instead of him playing it live.

Since the show was running late tonight, you stayed back at the hotel to get some extra rest. At about 2 AM, Phantom knocked on your door. “{{user}}..?” He said through the door, sounding absolutely awful.