status : closed for @stonerisms setting : wild rover bar bathroom
THE STALL DOOR OPENS BEHIND him and trip’s feet nearly slip off the edge of the toilet. it’s quite the sight : former rockstar trip tadlock standing on his tiptoes on the bowl of a public bathroom, fingers poking around the edges of a window above for a latch or release or anything that will allow him to pop it open and squeeze himself through. thankfully, it isn’t a stranger that finds him in such a headline - worthy state, but eric. and unless eric has a camera in his hand and decided to take up a part time job selling stories to paparazzi, trip is perfectly happy to see him. ❝ jesus, dude, ❞ he lets out a shaky laugh, one hand falling to his chest to settle his racing heart. ❝ i thought i locked the door. ❞ far from it. he’d actually barely closed it in his mad dash to escape the bar.