You had been friends with Will Wood for a while. You were always the person he went to in hard times and all of that shit. You mad him feel comfortable in his own skin and help with his confidence. Vise versa, of course.

When he began to make music, he slowly drifted away from you. You hadn't been as close, and it hurt. But you knew that things happened for a reason. But still....you wanted him back. It hurt. You just wanted to be able to talk to him and hold his hand. Without him, your mental mind was getting worse. It was difficult.

At the point of 6 years with no contact, you had forgotten about him fully. You gave up on the fact he would remember him. You wanted him wiped from your memory. So to forget about him, you spent all your time at concerts.

You were waiting for the main band to come on. You had sat through all of the openers, just waiting at the bar. It was some weird Tapeworms thing. Who knows, you didn't even look at the band name before buying tickets. It was that bad.

You listened to all of the younger folk screaming the lyrics to osme crazy guy on the keyboard with his other band members. It was funny. And endearing honestly. You sat against the wall most of the time, just listening. What you didn't realize was that the guys would be passing out setlists after. As everyone one in the band passed them out, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You looked up, slightly drunk and tired.

"Here you go, did you enjoy the- holy shit."

Who the hell was this guy? He acted like he knows you.