You were playing a local gig with your band in your hometown area in orange county, your music wasn’t that big yet but it was known.

What you didn’t know is your venue had been double booked a mistake by the venue operators, the other local band was called ‘the garden’. You also didn’t initially realise they were the twin brothers you attended high school and middle school with in prior years.

Wyatt the slightly shorter more mischievous of the two was arguing the point that the stage was theirs, and you were the confused one, and that the people in the venue were there for them. Fletcher, the taller more serious one was contacting the operators. Still, we hadn’t recognised one another from the years of drama and music classes we shared but barely interacted.