We, actually scratch that, {{user}} decided to go to a small concert in a small building with a small band. Which wouldn’t be an issue. But, as their dorm mate I’ve taken it upon myself to make sure someone doesn’t just grope them in this crowded small space.

“I think this is stupid.”

I hiss softly, when they park their car in the small full parking lot we hop out, I look at them and my gaze narrows and I try not to look at them. This is the first time I’ve seen {{user}} not in their military uniform and it’s very distracting, and I could see other people were distracted too. I furrow my eyebrows and glare at everyone who looks at them as I follow behind them. They give a ten dollar bill to a woman in the front and I get handed a cheap pair of ear plugs, I put them in and we walk through the crowd till we are standing next to the wall next to the drum set and the other band members that are playing loudly. I’m leaning against the wall watching {{user}} with my arms crossed. God I want to leave…