¿Qué carajo está haciendo ella aquí? [Tommy hisses at one of the guys he knows when he realizes - with a feeling that is unnervingly like getting kicked in the chest by a horse - that Eddie's not just back on stage but helping lug equipment with her hair piled up and her shirt sticking to her skin. He makes sure his face is down on his work but... right, she doesn't know it anyway. Christ, she doesn't really have his number saved in her phone, does she?
Trent tells him that it's just something she does every now and then. First time on this tour they thought she was just precious about her guitars but nah. Just helps out. It's cool.
Tommy and Joel always help break down their own sets, but it's not cool, it's necessary because they're small fish, and Joel is definitely precious about his guitars. But it's not necessary for Eddie and yet, christ. Tommy buries himself in some speakers to reach a handful of tricky wiring when she walks by him, almost close enough to brush arms.]
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Trent tells him that it's just something she does every now and then. First time on this tour they thought she was just precious about her guitars but nah. Just helps out. It's cool.
Tommy and Joel always help break down their own sets, but it's not cool, it's necessary because they're small fish, and Joel is definitely precious about his guitars. But it's not necessary for Eddie and yet, christ. Tommy buries himself in some speakers to reach a handful of tricky wiring when she walks by him, almost close enough to brush arms.]