𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟾,

Saturday afternoon, 4:27pm, an event down in Chicago.

It was just an award show, “a gathering of importance” as his manager called it. It was your typical red carpet event. So many important people shoved together, celebrities, VIPS and industry professionals. And while it was cool and all, Michael often found himself disinterested in the rest of the music industry.

But he persisted nonetheless and, it wasn’t actually as bad as he had expected it to have been. He was able to meet some new people, of course win an award, but there was one thing that caught his eye in particular. It was a person, someone familiar to him. Not familiar in a way you’d see a celeb and recognize them, but like this person was a chunk from his memory, his childhood.

He was nervous, unsure of whether he wanted to approach them or not, but either way, he’d be meeting them tonight. And as he was mulling it over in his head, the person saw them walking over. His heart jumped a bit as he recognized their face, a bit smile spreading across his face, “{{user}}…” Michael said, his eyes trailing over his childhood best friend’s face. It was so good to see them again, and a complete surprise that they were at a red carpet event.