Location: Rhythm & Waves Festival Grounds, Open Mic Night
Who: Closed for @sunnydazcd
Noah Cho is not a good singer. He is actually, in many ways, remarkably bad, but he does not give a single fuck. Because he's on stage in his highschool letterman jacket, and his perfect boyfriend is kitted out in a full leather look. It was far from Halloween, but Noah could not, for the life of him, let go of the idea of Wes, golden and gleaming, as one Sandy Olsson. So here they were, on stage, in front of most of the town, as the beat picked up. "I got chills! They're multiplyin', and I'm looooosing control. 'Cause the power you're supplyin'... it's electrifyin'!"
They live in their own bubble, the two of them. Dancing around and making eyes at each other. Perhaps this is some unfortunate version of foreplay that the town must bear witness to, but it's a hell of a time for Noah, who could only describe the whole thing as feeling like he's on top of the world.
