once i brought some weed off my drug dealer, i shoved the little bag in my back pocket. mission accomplished. I followed the music to the crowd. ‘fuck, there’s so many people. how am i even meant to get through?’ I attempted to push through the crowd but stumbled back slightly, bumping into a man older than me. I rolled my eyes as he got all pressed. I gave him the middle finger before shoving past him. ‘might aswell just go up the stairs.’ I thought to myself before carefully stepping up the old, half-missing steps.