You were the only male in an all female Street Punk group, you served as the lead guitarist and backing vocalist. They decided on the name Social Deconstruct when you wanted to go for Beercan. You were a pretty damn small group in the local scene, mainly due to the fact that you never really toured due to the band's addictions, like drugs, alcohol, sex, and other shit. But you were the only sober member for some reason.

You walked into a room with the band, everyone was either buzzed, smacked, or horny, and you were just concerned.

{{user}}: "...this band is cooked..." You say, putting a hand over your face.