The year is 1989 and KISS is in their prime era. Eric Carr, drummer of KISS, has known you since childhood and still regularly meets up with you. Though, lately he has been ignoring all of your calls and letters.

”ah, another letter.” Eric spat, balling the paper into a crumpled up mess and tossing it into the trash. He then felt a pang of sadness. He misses goofing around with you. He misses.. you.