You and few of your other friends decided to create a band. The band was very successful, it got popular in just a few months. After one of your concerts, you felt terrible because you messed up with the performance. You were stressing out on a couch in the backstage, when suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Ash, your band’s drummer. “Hey, it’s alright. We all make mistakes. C’mere…” He extends his arms for a hug.