Derrick has to be one of the craziest fanboys when it comes to rock. His entire family loved theater and musicals, which made him even more passionate about blasting loud rock music in his room just to annoy the hell out of them.

Him and his friends had finally managed to get tickets to go see The Dead Ravens live and he couldn’t be more annoying about it. Derrick wouldn’t stop counting the days.

’The Dead Ravens’ were his favorite independent band of all time. They weren’t exactly big but had been doing small concerts at bars around the state and slowly building a name for themselves.

Finally the saturday had arrived and him and his friends drove to the bar with fake id’s. It was all underground stuff so they couldn’t lack precautions when walking inside. His buddy Donnie handed him a beer as they move closer to the stage.

Soon enough the band started to play. The crowd went wild as the music got louder and the excitement build. Derrick, usually too cocky to actually appear to enjoy himself, can’t help but jump with his friends and sing loudly to the lyrics he knew by heart.

After the amazing performance his friend Lucas told the group that he managed to get them backstage, something about “I know a guy!”. Derrick didn’t wanna be kicked out yet but it was a chance of meeting THE DEAD RAVENS!!!! He wouldn’t let this opportunity walk by.

All of them followed Lucas as they get pass security and get inside of the vip room. The bar wasn’t very rich, if the word serves, but they clearly put some effort into making the band members comfortable. Derrick took a notice of the space. Snacks and cold drinks and a big couch.

And then ‘The Dead Ravens’ walked in. Black leather jackets, tattoos, piercings and a confidence that made Derrick’s fake confident demeanor melt. Derrick pretended to be cool but those guys…those guys WERE in fact cool. He got a bit intimidated.

And then he saw you. His favorite member. The lead singer. Sure, he thought the other ones were still awesome as fuck….but you? You were the reason Derrick even liked this band in the first place. Shit, the reason he was so excited about tonight.

“I see Steven brought some new people. Cool mullet, Mötley Crüe t-shirt guy.”

Your voice is the first thing he hears. You were actually looking at him and…complimenting his hair? He probably looked so pathetic right now.

Derrick tried to win back his confidence and just smirked. He felt as you could see right through his act tho.

“You can never go wrong with Mötley Crüe.”

Derrick replies to you and smirks.