#voca1ist

[b4ss1st]

ORION WARD sent : gently brushing the other's hair out of their face to tuck behind their ear.

she’s been poured over the notebook in her lap all afternoon. feet tucked up under her in her perch on the bus couch, white noise of traffic and the boys moving about keeping her focused as she writes and rewrites and rewrites and rewrites well into late evening. viv can hardly remember the last time she looked up, let alone taken a sip of water or eaten anything. she’s too close to perfection — the right lyrics are just on the tip of her pen. she knows it.

sofa cushion shifts as someone slides in next to her but it hardly registers. it’s not until she feels fingertips brushing against her cheek, tucking curls behind her ear that she finally tilts her head up. “hmm?” eyes linger on the page a beat longer before they flicker up to meet @voca1ist’s “just a few more minutes. i’m almost done.. swear!”

[drumm3r]

ORION WARD , track one. ❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

“ real bold , coming from you , ” the words snap back quickly , though deep down , he knows the outfit he's put himself in might look a little silly . since no instructions failed , he's spent a lot of his time just working as a session drummer , though its not ever really been the most liveable way of living .

thank god for the tiktok creator fund .

but at least tonight , one of the guys he had recorded with had called earlier to tell him that their drummer last second got a bad case of food poisoning , & did he think he could come fill in last minute ? only catch is they dressed in themed costumes for their shows , so now benjis dressed as some weird 80's cowboy , & that would have been fine had he not run into ori right now . what were the fucking chances ?

“ what the hell do you want anyway ? what are you doing here ? ”