I stepped outside the inn. After a few seconds Andy followed me. You know, I said. You look like someone, and after meeting Gerard, I'm almost convinced you are that person. Andy laughed. I tried not to make it obvious. And it's dark. I added. Yes, he said, I'm Andy Biersack. I nearly fainted. Nope, I said. How can you be here. Of all people, you are the guy that comes to my house. It's just. I made the mind blown hand gesture. I have picked up more people than just you. He said. And tours are a great cover for me to be gone a lot. I really like your music, I said, it's very inspiring. But I think I like you very much too. I like you too. He said. So... I started awkwardly. What now? Um, he started, I'm not sure. Liking is not loving. I don't know you. Yet. I stood closer to him and leaned in a little. I gave him a small kiss on the cheek. We can be friends then. I said. I took his hand and we went back inside. Johnnie just came walking towards us. Where were you? He asked me. I was with Andy. I said. Johnnie looked at our hands. This guy? He asked. Are you sure? For now we're friends, I said. And maybe you should try that too. I snapped at Johnnie. You are not being very nice.

We sat down at the bar. I let go of Andy's hand. He looked a bit lost. I wanted to really kiss him. But no, we had to be more than friends first. And I needed to have a good conversation with Johnnie. He was being very crabby. So what do you do? Asked Andy. Not sure, I said. I'm gonna go to college soon, but now I'm here. The door opened, and I hadn't noticed if the person who came through the door wasn't so loud. Oh, said Andy, It's the mayor. Sort of. The man was just as familiar to me as Andy was. He was a legent. And by that I also mean he was very old. Gene Simmons. He paid, for all this. Said Andy as he waved his arm around. The inn and the food. And the apartments. Some people are here all year round, so they work here. Some people pay for the houses as a vacation house. Gene walked towards some other people, who sat in a shady corner of the inn. But what is his ability? I asked. Well apart from his tongue. His ability is more a weakness, like your brother's ability. It's still really cool tho. Andy came close and whispered. He can take his head off. I didn't believe Andy. But I wasn't gonna say that. So I said. OK and turned to the bartender. Do you also have food? I asked. She gave me a menu, and I picked my favourite, pizza. I have no money, I said. No problem, said the woman. We can handle that. Johnnie got himself French fries. Andy just got a beer. Want some too? He asked. I don't drink. I said. No beer anyway. We ate our food in silence. When we were done. Andy said. If you need sleep, just follow me. Then you can dump your stuff there too. He pointed at our bags. So we followed him outside. I could see that Gene stopped talking for a moment as we walked past him. He was staring at us. I positioned myself next to Andy. I never liked it when people stared at me. I was happy when we were outside again. The sun was coming up.