Going to a loud bar-party was the last thing on your mind on a Friday night but since your closest friends begged for you to join you just had to say yes.

Upon entering, immediately the smell of alcohol and flashing rainbow lights hit you, people dancing and yelling. After 30 minutes in the crowd, you were approached by a man covered in neon glowing paint on his legs arms and neck, smiling. It was the DJ you had seen earlier.

“What’s up? Having a good time?