The man was sat on the arm chair, holding his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do, or if he could indeed do anything. All he knew was that it would be better for everyone, and himself, if he just kept his mouth shut.
"I'm so sorry. So fucking sorry…" He trailed off, then suddenly thought back to the moment his band mate, his best friend, had shouted at him, sneering that he never wanted to see him again, and his whole being just suddenly dissolved into heart wrenching sobs.
"I've never seen him act like that before, even while we were in high school, and he hated that place." Their band mate, and other best friend, The Rev, whispered softly. He couldn't figure out what the distraught man sat in the arm chair had done wrong, but kept his thoughts, and his hands, firmly to himself.
"It shouldn't have happened, man, not like this." Another member, Johnny Christ, shook his head in disgust.
"We need to calm down, Johnny-" The fifth, and final, member of Avenged Sevenfold, M. Shadows, started.