Roy: he got up disgusted and went back into the room grabbing his stuff mumbling things* i did this one fucking time and i get harassed…the one thing i do for a friend and it makes me suck ass...

Roy: he grunted just barely managing to pull his hand away* get away from me you fucking phyco!
Man: dont talk to me like th-
Manager: its time to go. *pulls him out*

Radio: he got up stretching and went for a walk bare feet*

Oh yeah ur fine-)
Radio: he looked outside smiling* what a nice day.

Roy: go away drunk dick. I wasnt smiling at you so dont get your boner in a twist. *he looked back down at his phone*
Man: hey! Im trying to offer you cash bitch. *he grabbed his jaw*

Roy: he looked up to see ppl staring at him*
Man: heyyy~ i saw you look at me up theree*he put his arm on the wall and looked down at him smiling drunk*

Roy: came back out in regular pants sitting alone on a couch and on his phone*

Radio: he plucked the grass sipping coffee*

Roy: he got off stage soon after sighing and grabbed his money going into a makeup room*

Roy:he looked at him smiling and passed him continuously dancing and snatching cash and sticking it into the side of his boxers and bowtie*

Radio: he walked outside sitting in the grass*

Lmao)
Roy: he was dancing and smiling at some people grabbing cash*

Pff ironic irish mans name is roy)
Roy: he walked out on the stage with only boxers, white shirt, and a bowtie and pole danced*

Radio: he was woozy and got up stretching*

-the club was dark for a moment as the stage had a light on it-

Radio: he woke up in the morning*

Hello- the setting if you want to know is a club

Yess)

Radio: he fell asleep tired*

Radio: he went on his phone and slouched down tiredly*