8:30pm in rome, probably a healthy 25 degrees with the sun going down, and chan is chilling in a bar drinking an espresso martini probably all giggly and a little red eared and touchy, imagine just seeing him out in the wild and not knowing who he is you’d think of him forever
he was so fucking excited to go in the end “if we needed a bit more pace” like his demons were starving and salivating to be finally unleashed and they…just shot him 💔💔💔💔