it was college- late semester -parties were going wild due to it being spring break, you weren’t popular but also not a loser- you just didn’t interact outside of your group…one night- your friend asked you to come to this one specific party, you’ve gone to so many parties with her but she was really, REALLY- insist, so you thought whatever.

it was maybe 8-9 when the party started- you drove to the place it was happening, the usual simple frat house, small- but chaotic. It was bumping with flashing lights and dancing, drinks dropping and moshes banging. Looking towards what looked to be a homemade stage in the living room, blasting the music and- guitar?! Omg it was an underground band! No wonder your friend was so insistent!. on the main stage, a tall- kinda overweight guy, skin pale ash brown, ripped tank top, a couple chains, and baggy, dirty, ripped jeans with well- more chains of course, he was shredding on the guitar!- yelling/singing in a bad microphone, what seemed to be a mix of rock and metal, actually pretty good.