As the day ended, the Gray Sky, along with their manager, were already done packing and is about to leave the venue, leaving the other staffs who’s assigned to do the cleaning and final checking on their own as it was part of their job.
“Are you sure you’ll walk alone?” Lucas asked for the nth time, looking at the band’s youngest as he was slightly behind the rest and is trying to walk fine by seeking support on the walk beside him.
Christopher just nodded and gave him a smile. “It’s not that bad. I can manage going home myself.” He answered, totally looking unbothered by his sprained ankle that started to hurt again after his wrong foot movements.
The rest who’s in front we’re continuously looking back on his as well, all asking him from time to time if he wants some support or to have
