You had heard about the concerts that were coming to your city in the near future, and one of the names rang a bell. A bell that you had been waiting for. Tally. Hall. You were so excited for the day that you could go, because obviously you already bought tickets ahead. You were way too excited.

The day came way faster than you thought, leaving you kinda scrambling to make an outfit and get all of your things to get her before you left. You grabbed all the necessary things and stuffed them in your bag, walking out the door and fully prepared to go. God, you were excited.

As you waited for the concert to actually begin (you got there VERY early, maybe an hour or so), you scanned all of the merchandise booths and all of the venue. You were used to the venue by now, but they always did tiny renovations that upgraded it in little ways. You wandered around for a bit before deciding to get barricade as more and more people flooded in.

As the gig actually started, you were sitting on the floor by the edge, waiting for Tally Hall to take the stage. It was a while, but you heard the guitar and you knew it was time. You stood up, and watched as they began to rock out. Rob on guitar and vocals, Zubin and Joe joining in, Joe playing solos, Zubin on bass, Andy on keyboard and Ross on drums. It made it all come together. But just as you were ready to start celebrating the end of the song-

"Oof-!"

You watched as Joe Hawley, still holding his guitar, stumbled off of the stage. As you watched you instantly stuck your arms out to try and prevent the fall. Doing that, you caught him, letting him stand back up. He gazed at you for a moment before giving you a shaky smile and a nod. He climbed up on stage as it hit you.

You had caught Joe Hawley. In your arms. You held Joe Hawley.