The bass thumped against the walls and floor of small underground concert hall as me and my band jam out of the stage. I scanned the crowd until my eyes met yours, my best friend since we were both in daipers, way in the back, my lips pulling into a giant, beaming grin. I jump from the stage and wade through the crowd until I reach you and grab your hand. "Come on!" I yelled over the noise as my bands bassist starts jamming the g-cord, before pulling you with me back to the stage.