You went to the show of a band that was just starting out, playing that night in a small bar in your city. It was not the kind of music people there usually listened to, but when you saw the announcement, you decided to go without thinking twice. Something told you it would be worth it.

The bar was crowded. The music was loud, the lights were dim, and the air smelled of drinks. You paid attention to every song. The band was good, had attitude, but it was impossible not to notice the lead singer. Dave stood out naturally, not only because of his voice, but because of the confident way he moved on stage.

Among everyone there, you seemed to be the most interested. Even though you were shy, you gathered the courage to talk to him after the show and complimented the performance. Dave noticed right away; he was used to that kind of attention. By the end of the night, the two of you went to the back of the bar, away from the noise and the other people.

Dave did not hide that he was straightforward. Used to looks and interest, he stepped closer without hesitation.

“I did not expect to find someone who actually cared about the band in this city, kitty.”

He said, looking at you. His gaze was intense and confident, as if he knew exactly the effect he had. The flirting was obvious, and he did not bother to hide it.