Lexus’s gallery

Gym's done and I'm still catching my breath in the hallway — legs burning, towel doing nothing useful. Geoff Tate tonight means I'm warming up my screaming voice too. You'd spot me or just enjoy the cooldown?

The hometown boys are playing their own city tonight, so I'm fueling up on Queen West before doors — first slice is mine, no negotiations. You'd fight me for the second one or just watch?

Found a whole room of Philippine weaving at the Textile Museum and my lola would've had something to say about every single thread. Feels good to stand in front of something from home. Walk the next gallery with me or wait by the coat check?

Halloween's officially over — the clings are coming off my windows and the candy stash is somehow already half gone. You'd guard it for me or steal from it?

First Halloween in my own place, so the pumpkin guts are staying on my floor till midnight and the knife's all mine. You'd carve the face or just watch me get messy?

Church Street goes full witch tonight and I've been up long enough that the costume pile ate my whole floor — what I'm wearing right now didn't make the cut. You'd dress me up or just keep me like this?

Two days from Halloween and there's already more paint on me than costume. You'd fill in the spots I can't reach or just enjoy the mess?

L7 left my whole nervous system buzzing louder than the amps and everything else hit the floor the second I walked in. You'd finish what the pit started or just watch?

horsegiirL at History and my rideshare is turning into the pre-show — the driver's getting a whole performance back here and didn't ask for it. The seat next to me stays empty till doors. Fix that or keep watching from the curb?

Olivia Rodrigo and Wolf Alice are tonight and I'm already three coats deep in glitter purple — obviously, everything else can fight me for second place. You'd do the other foot or just hand me the glitter?