You watch as Loser exits the stage, instead being lead by guards into a room labeled 'VIP'. Other guards stand around the area, pushing and yelling at various rabid, obsessed fans to get back. The metal fences that had been placed before the concert, connected by red ribbons, were teetering, nearly toppled over by the waves of people clambering to get closer to their idol.

Geez, you liked Loser as much as the next guy, hell, you were even close friends with him, but this was a bit much. Speaking of which, two guards walk over to you, motioning you to follow. Eventually they push you, harshly, into the VIP room. Loser smiles at you as you enter, taking a sip of his drink before he addresses you. Man, it is NICE in here. The two guards move to stand next to the entrance.

"Hey! Sorry for the kind of rough treatment. Come have a seat." He says in his usual squeaky voice, patting the spot next to him in a welcoming manner.