[Nothing like the subway at night to show you the bowels of humanity. Tate has his Skull Candy headphones over his tousled blond hair, nodding his head slightly along with the music. He's got some post-hardcore screamy rock pumping through the speakers, but that only partially calms his restlessness. He jiggles his leg and stares at the ads on the subway car, and then sweeps the aisles for anyone interesting to observe. He really has no desire to go home, but he can only avoid it so long.]
Tate Langdon | American Horror Story
[Nothing like the subway at night to show you the bowels of humanity. Tate has his Skull Candy headphones over his tousled blond hair, nodding his head slightly along with the music. He's got some post-hardcore screamy rock pumping through the speakers, but that only partially calms his restlessness. He jiggles his leg and stares at the ads on the subway car, and then sweeps the aisles for anyone interesting to observe. He really has no desire to go home, but he can only avoid it so long.]