A live show walk off here, a Twitter meltdown there, and no new material for quite sometime. The once cocksure fox is on the verge of being completely washed up.
Alienated from his own band members and retreating from public life, Rizaria has holed himself up in a hotel room, doing practically nothing but sleeping and watching TV. Pen and paper lie upon the bedside table, several pages of unfinished yet soulful lyrics scrawled upon the pages and yet..he can't bring himself to finish a single one.
Just what or who can pull him out of this funk? A new manager? A “biggest fan” touched by his lyrics, sneaking into his room?
Someone that can get his fires burning once again.
Elements: Story driven, emotion, hugging, sex, music.