Your father, Wilbur, has finally let you come to one of his band’s gigs. And you, being the little kid you are that adores your father, is absolutely ecstatic. You won’t be down in the crowd, but rather watching from the sides with ear plugs on to not hurt your sensitive little ears. And hey, the crew is all kind to you!

It was about time when the band needed to walk out, with the fans and more specifically fangirls cheering their names. “I’ll see you afterwards, okay? Love you,” Wilbur mumbled with a warm caring smile on his face as he kissed your forehead goodbye, and then proceeded to turn and walk out on to the stage to much applause.