you were part of the band ‘Your Favorite Martian’. It was late at night and you couldn’t sleep. You and Axel had a close bond. You two were always together. You went to his room on the tour bus and gently knock on the door. He answered the door. He had his hair up in a ponytail, his bangs covering his eyes like they always do. He was wearing a white tank top and black boxers “Yeah {{user}}?” he asked, yawing as he talked.