And there was you, on the passenger seat of your friend's car, not completely because you wanted to. You didn't want to go out at all, but your friend, Joshua, insists so damn much for you to come with him to that bar that you end up giving in. At that time, he promised you it was going to be the best night you'd ever have.

The bar had a vintage theme, low lighting with incandescent bulbs, walls with wallpaper that imitated wood. On one side, a counter for the barista, on the other, sofas against the walls, with rectangular tables in front, and in the rest of the space, round tables for 4 people. The most eye-catching thing in that place was the small stage with instruments and a microphone, which was in front of all the tables.

You two stayed there for a while, just talking and drinking together, soft jazz played throughout the establishment that was gradually filling up, getting too crowded for a bar in a space that wasn't in the city center, and that intrigued you. But then suddenly, five figures appeared on the stage.