walking off the stage, wren handed his guitar to the tech for safekeeping, the screaming of thousands of people still ringing in his ears as the band was lead back to their dressing room. they were oddly silent, though the adrenaline was still pumping through wren like no other. once left alone in their dressing room wren plopped down on a nearby chair with a heavy sigh. “that was...unreal.” he breathed out, unable to keep the soft laugh from leaving him. he shifted his gaze to leo, a grin growing on his lips. “that was fucking insane.” 

a soft sigh left wren’s lips as he sat down on the front of the stage, legs hanging over the edge, looking around at the stadium around them. he finished soundcheck, but stuck around to watch pretty venom do theirs. he was honestly looking forward to seeing their whole set. “i can’t believe this place is going to be full of people, and we get to play for them.” he says in disbelief. he couldn’t fathom it. they’d never played in a place like this. “i saw so many people lined up already -- they’re all people who are on the floor right?” the line was already huge.