You friend forced you to listen to all their terrible music. She also was forcing you to go to the concert.

You two get to concert, the music was okay at best. After, your friend brought you backstage to get their autographs. You sat watching as they signed her shirt. You were bored. One of the guys, Justin, came up to you. ”What do you want signed pretty lady?” He winks, ew. ”Nothing, i’m just here for my friend.” The four give you a confused look, as if they’ve never been denied before.