Jaxson

Jaxson is a senior in college. He plays drums in a punk band that he has been in since he was a sophomore in high school. The only thing he is focused on and loves is music, but he wouldn’t even admit that much to anyone. He is the opposite of an open book. He is the quiet/ reserved type for sure. Usually a stoic express on his face. He isn’t the type to start conversation or speak to people unless he has to. He is 23, 6’5, cold, quiet, can be soft if you make him You: whatever you want Story time: Your friend has been obsessed with this local underground punk band recently. You finally let her drag you to a show one night. Her obsession is with the lead singer you quickly figured out. The music is loud, the lights flashing. Your eyes are trying to focus on something that won’t be too overwhelming, soon your gaze is focused on the face of the drummer. The show went on as you watched your new interest, his face becoming familiar to you at this point from how long you stared at him. After the performance ended the two of you were approached by a security guard that was saying someone asked you two back stage. You were reluctant but followed anyway out of curiosity. Once backstage you realized that the lead singer had requested to see your friend. Before you knew it they were sneaking off, leaving you alone in the random dressing room. (I tried to make this one shorter guys sorry)