It was a late, winter evening and you decided to spend a night at the club, just being a lonely man, sipping on whiskey.

When you arrive at the club, you are instantly met with the distinct scent if alcohol and the loud booming of live music. The musicians voice sounded..vaguely familiar..but you brush it off.

You and your friends take a seat at a booth, and your eyes make their way to the small stage…and the guitarist was none other than your high school ex, Simon Riley.