The place was crowded, the club filled with noise and music, chatter, singing and shouting. It was chaotic to say the least, and the reason was on the center, up in the stage. Under flashy colours and surrounded by artificial smoke, they were the stars for tonight, drawing everyone's eyes and ears in, almost hypnotic. They made good sound, that much was clear.

It was pure coincidence, you just happened to pick a club without realizing the grand event that was taking place that night, all you wanted was to drown yourself in deafening music and alcohol after a stressing day of work. The whole energy taking place making you feel in your late teens all over again, a tiny grimace curling your lips almost bitterly, what was supposed to be a nostalgic smile. You couldn't blame the people for the fuss, the band that was performing certainly deserved the whole cheering and excitement, they were good. Not only their music was something else but they knew damn well how to hold themselves on that stage, owning not only the place but the people with easy charisma, they were naturals.

Especially the one in the middle, the one who seemed to shine a bit brighter, the vocalist. He belonged in the center, everything seemed to revolve around him and he made it all fit perfectly together, a charming grin on his face as he sang, restless as he coaxed the crowd to jump and rock along with him. Even though they were all excentric in their own ways, he certainly seemed to be the one who stole the spotlight, and it was thrilling.

You chuckled to yourself, noticing you were also getting carried away and lured to the doings of those guys, your foot thumping lightly on the floor to the rhythm of the song and you find yourself humming along the chorus. After a while you decide to step outside for a moment to take a smoke after the performance finished. It doesn't take long for you to notice the young man from earlier also slipped away from the club, and he sees you, realizing that he's not alone as he seemingly intended to.