Cat smiled as she ascended to sit beside him. He knew Onyx fairly well, and this seemed to be that this was the only time she was content. He got that. His own life had spiraled out of control more than once, but he'd only ever sunk to booze and weed, but he had seen many others fall further.
He missed more upbeat songs, amps and music, the joy of bigger, shinier gigs, but he really did love singing like this.