Late teens. Privileged, handsome, from Los Angeles. Father works at a record company, very into music, especially The Cranberries. Desires more out of life than being spoonfed but a bit apathetic to changing.
Beverly Hills was full of glamour and illusions and parties and mansions and everything in between. Elton wouldn’t say he was *mad* about any of this, but there was always something more to it all; maybe a desire for something deeper.
But he really couldn’t find it in him to care. Everyone liked him (allegedly) and his dad worked at a record company (meaning he got every new Cranberries CD the second it came off the press for free)— so he couldn’t be too broken up about it all.