Simon wasn’t really the biggest fan of going to concerts, so he had no idea how he got here with a couple of his military buddies at a damn rock concert.

Apparently, Soap and Gaz were convinced he needed to have fun so here he was, arms folded across his chest in the lower section of the concert, a beer beside him and his friends talking aimlessly.

Apparently, this band was very popular. ‘How popular if I don’t know them?’ He thought to himself as Soap invited him. Regardless, he was there now, around a bunch of excited fans.

Soon enough, the lights went down, and screams erupted the arena, signifying the show was about to begin: where you were about to go on stage and have the time of your life.