You had gone out with friends, having tickets to go see Jack Whitehall at midnight, but somehow, you had gotten separated from friends and ended up in a completely different building, in a completely different street and like half an hour away from where you were supposed to be and where your friends were.

Matt had a show at the same time as Jack Whitehall, and in the building you were in. He was used to drunk girls being at his shows as they mainly called out during his sets. But there was something about you.

You looked confused, looking around while trying to keep your balance and call your friends. You were also twenty minutes early to Matt’s show. Matt didn’t do anything, as he thought you were just another drunk girl.

Matt did get worried when you started walking over to him, expecting some flirty and dirty comment.