[color=778899][b]Axel Lee [/b][/color]

Axel strides into the pub, walking along his own beat. Artic Monkeys was performing in small side Appleford and the only way he knew was the radio station he worked at was hyping it up. Axel wasn't that into  indie music, especially from a band that looked like they walked straight out of the 1950s. But he didn't have any other plans that night except glaze past overdue essays. 

Like any other small town youngster with too much to vent but nowhere to scream, Axel produced his fake ID when the bartender eyed him upon his request for a PBR. Nevertheless it wasn't much longer until the cold mouth of the bottle pressed against his. He was at an earshot when he heard the mention of some people forming a band. This grabbed his attention since all he's been doing in this town was failing college and disgracing Taylor Swift over the soundwaves. He wasn't much for socializing but listened in on the conversation much to his amusement.