You and Joe were at a party, both talking happily as the seemingly hundreds of people moved around the party. You and Joe were leaned against one of the walls, Joe talking about how great his next new song was going to be.

“So yeah, it’s gonna be great. Ross is gonna do a sick drum roll thing like doodoodooooo, and then I’m gonna come in and play the gutair, before Zubin starts singing. It’ll be great!”

Joe said, chuckling as he thought about how great the song was going to be. But, the party goers started to shoot confetti canons, causing some confetti to get in Joe’s curly hair.

“Aw man-“

He mumbled, using his hand to try and get the confetti out of his hair, before more canons were shot, causing Joe to sigh, before looking at you.

“Can you help-?”

He asked, a sheepish smile on his face.