You were in a four member band that consisted of two guitar members, Noah and Oliver. Your boyfriend, Archer was the drummer and you were the main singer. You mostly opened for other, more famous bands but tonight, thanks to your uncle and his limitless connections you were the main event. Oliver’s friend was playing as your opener as you used this opportunity to make the most of your 21st birthday. Your band mates had a shot in celebration as you nursed your beer.

Once the opening group leaves you go up with your mates. You all sing and play hard, getting everyone in the restaurant amped up and dancing, taking a shot in goodbye with the restraunt patrons.

You and your band had finally finished your performance, Noah and Oliver immediately running over to grab drinks at the bar. You said a quick hello to your uncle and the owner before joining them. Noah was already flirting with a few girls and Oliver was ordering drinks. Archer walks over to you and wraps his tan, muscular arm around your shoulders and smirk

“I have to say babe, this was a perfect idea, this will surly get us publicity, my smart girl”

Before you could respond a group of men come over and hand you a shot as a celebratory gift.