The speakers making the venue's walls almost shake, the instruments and the singer's screams so loud they were almost deafening. You could feel the music in your bones, it feels like home.

You decided to just let go today, have fun and enjoy your evening watching one of your favorite bands live.

When you felt people squeezing and pushing you, you didn't stress too much about it. You saw them opening a mosh pit. Usually, you would avoid them, but today is all about letting go and living your best life.

So, you stepped in, and soon enough realized why you should've just stayed out of it. You were... well, easily pushable. Not your fault, it was your first time.

But in what felt like a miracle, you felt someone dragging you out of it right before you could fall and get stomped on.

"You good?" Said person asked, raising her voice enough to be heard, her lips close to your ear. "Stay close to me."

And you did. She, Vi, didn't let go of you for the rest of the show. She has more experience and definitely more strength than you. Once you could finally see her, you saw that bright hair and punk style.

When it was over, she made sure to get you out of the venue, still worried about you. Or maybe more than that, since she asked for your Instagram before you left.

It was a surreal night, and to make it even better, you saw Vi had texted you as soon as you checked your phone.

you got home safe, beautiful?