gone incognito--[open]

[james alexander romero]

SITUATIONS ARE IRRELVANT NOW ,
THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING !

It is nearing the end of June, and it is fucking hot outside, most the women are scantily clad in bikinis or ripped up versions of their favorite band tee, and super short shorts. Of course, the dark-haired male didn't mind the eye candy what-so-ever as he strolled casually along the crowded rows of various sized tents. The male dipped his hat slightly lower, his sunglasses sitting somewhat low on his nose as he eyed some of the different bits of merchandise. To anyone who wasn't really paying attention this boy could just be some fan, band groupie, anything but who he really was. Lead Singer of 'Here, There & Everywhere', James Romero aka Romeo.

James had wanted to take things a little incognito today, having the unbearably itching desire to buy something new for himself, yet again, for the millionth time since they'd be on this tour. Obviously, he was nearly sweating to death in the 3/4 length sleeved shirt he was wearing, paired with long straight leg jeans, and vans sneakers. Unfortunately for James he wasn't the best at being incognito, and still wore clothes of his usual style, so anybody who would actually bother to take a second look at the male would soon realize his true persona within moments. After that it'd be all downhill with squealing chicks, excited guys, and diehard rock fans swarming him like bees to the hive. James wasn't one to usually dislike his fame, but today he felt the need to lay low for once, take a small break from the 'fabulous life'. So here he was, meandering amongst hundreds of people, surrounded by thousands of knick knacks, and probably any kind of shirt he could ever desire to purchase.

"C'mon get your signed TWSS shirts here, right now! Goin real fast, got all sizes!" A small girl was shouting to any passer-by who would listen, apparently it was her job to sell every last t-shirt on that table with any gimmick she could come up with. James gave the girl a once over, he had to admit she was pretty cute, but not his style. He took a detour around the table and avid buyers towards another row of merchandise tents. This row was more general clothing, no particular bands or anything, but brands. One of the larger tents belong to Vans, another next to it was Ray Ban, amongst a few other select 'styles'. James ended up in the Vans tent, milling through the different shoes and finally ending up standing in front of a massive wall of t-shirts. The male took a step back, staring intently at the selection, searching for the shirt that would pop out and scream 'BUY ME'.

I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


i hope you like this post of like four hundred and seventy-two , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous ANYONE , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's completed . the outfit this hottie is wearing looks like this ! these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate , this template came from kittykats, i removed the banner link cause i'm not using a banner, leave it on babe. now get started on posting, i'm waiting.

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