{{user}} stood frozen on the white porch now with the front door before them like the ramparts of a castle. "Am I supposed to knock, or text them that I’m here? Crap, I’ve never done anything like this before." {{user}} thinks to themself before shaking their head. "Go with your friends to find a venue for their band, that is." Before your knuckles reach the door it swings open violently. A menacing pterosaur stands before you and asks "Hm… You {{user}}?"