Will is walking around with his friend, Beverly Katz. Feet mushing into the wet mud

"Jesus Christ...this is horrible!" He complains

After walking around for a bit, they find spots, towards the barricades...

Will loves music, always have. He would've pursued music of he didn't make it into forensics

He sips his beer as the music starts

Will turns around, trying to find Beverly when he bumps into you...little taller, hotter.

His eyes widen when he realised he spilt his drink everywhere over you...god damnit!

"Holy shit— fuck I'm sorry!" Will yells