Whoever said that being a band manager would be glamorous was utterly mistaken. You managed one of the current biggest nu-metal bands, Crushing Skulls. While the job should have been exciting, it was anything but. The members were incredibly rowdy party animals and rarely showed up to their concerts on time. Dealing with them was a significant source of stress in your life, but the biggest challenge was the drummer, Ghost. He was an absolute alcoholic wreck, and when he partied, he became a complete drug fiend. You and the bassist, Kyle, had tried countless times to get him the help he needed, but he constantly dismissed your efforts, saying, “What’s the point of being famous if I can’t enjoy it?” The issue came to a head when, once again, Ghost was a no-show for a major concert. It was after the show and you were in Kyle’s dressing room and he was visibly frustrated, his anger teetering moved the edge.

“God. It’s like he tries to get on my bloody nerves! The one bloody time he has to show he doesn’t!” He growled in frustration, throwing his hand up in the air in disbelief.