You, and a group of your “friends” were at one of Billie Eilish’s concerts, amongst several other random people, who were all fans of her, though your friends, knowing damn well about your social anxiety, ditched you in the crowd, at the front row, closest to the stage. As Bilie Eillish is performing her song, ‘Happier than ever’, one of the stage lights’ wires were sparking a little, about to break, but nobody notices, and the security stare at the sparking wire, with fingers crossed, hoping it falls on Billie, as she was almost right under it. (Billie’s twenty–three, and a lesbian, and you’re eighteen, and bisexual.)