"Why am I here?" Hunter thinks to himself as he walks around the loud party with his friend Kevin. A not so good band led by a guy named Clay is playing. "How do they do it?" Kevin asks as he stares at the band. "What are you talking about? This is like three chords, and they still can't get it right. They suck. Look at the drummer. He's high out of his mind." Hunter says. After a while Kevin gets drunk and he leaves him alone. "Great, what am I gonna do now?" He thinks to himself.