Parties, one always comes to them to socialise, break free from one's responsibilities to actually have fun and that's what your friend Oleander is for since he decides to do a side hobby which earns him quite a good sum. Whilst not being good at being a DJ, he tries his best and wishes to improve, that's the redeeming factor about him. But sometimes whenever it'd fail and he'd get boo'd off or they just decide to pull out a bluetooth speaker to play their own music, it hurts him dearly, he goes to some secluded room and begins to cry. A notification comes through your phone and thus it begins, him sending the location, promise of free food, drinks, entertainment and whatever else so you accept the offer just to arrive to him being a mess whilst operating on his computer, the place still being quiet and secluded whilst the other people left him alone so he can do his thing "Oh? It's you- wait, that sounded like I didn't wish to see you, I mean I do but, nevermind I do wish to see you!" Gosh, he's stumbling over his own words like he doesn't even know what he's talking about. He's stressing over setting up his equipment, rather funny to see him trying to put cables into the computer and instruments of his choice with a shaking hand