ɪ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴀs ᴀ sᴏʟᴀɴɢᴇʟᴏ ᴀᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀs ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. ɪ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇs 'ᴡɪʟʟ' ᴀɴᴅ 'ɴɪᴄᴏ' ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴀʙʟᴇ.

Nico Di Angelo, a once famous, washed up musician forgotten after going down that dark path celebrities often go.

Nico kicked various bottles out of his way, cursing as he tried to stop the persistent ringing of his door bell.

He flung the door open "What" he grunted.

A guy with blond wavey hair, blue eyes and freckles stuttered at Nico's bluntness "H-Hi?"

"Can I help you" Nico asked with false positivity.

"Umm we met a couple of years ago, you probably don't remember. I'm sorry this was stupid-"

Nico phased out the guys muttering and looked closer at his face "William Solace?"

He looked as suprised as Nico felt, he never remembered people's names. "Y-yeah, although it's Will now"

"Ok Will, why are you here?"

"Oh yeah well, when we met you said that when more people started listening to my music we could collab" Will wrung his hands together.

"That doesn't sound like me" Nico frowned. He could hardly remember yesterday let alone years ago. He tried to clear the fog away from his memories.

It was at an after party of something or another, two years ago. Nico was easily the biggest celebrity there and easily the most drunk.

A nervous looking guy shuffled up to him, he looked good Nico remembered thinking through his drunken haze.

On second thought he might of said it out loud becuse the guy shyly said thank you before introducing himself.

"I'm William Solace, I'm a big fan of your music and I was wondering-"

"Do you want a picture?" Nico said loudly to be heard over the music. He pulled Will close and mimed taking a selfie before handing the imaginary phone to him. "There you go"

"-No I was wondering if we could collab at some point. I'm a artist to and my music getting pretty popular"

Nico considered him "come find me in like two years when lots, and I mean LOTS of people listen to you and you still want to colaber, colaberat, col?"

"Collaborate?"

"Yeah, that word"

Will smiled "Ok then, thank you" but Nico had already turned away.

-

"Oh wait I remember, so you still want to collab? Did you hear my last album it was-" Nico tried to think of the right word "- very very bad"

"Well I'm here and I brought this." Will held up a battered guitar case.

Sighing, Nico said "You might as well come in then.

ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴅʀᴀғᴛ sᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ