You were at a bustling concert. Screaming and flashing lights practically surround you. You were overwhelmed, but you wouldn't dare let your girlfriend know that. Not that she would care if she knew anyway. You tried to seem like you were enjoying yourself, which it wasn't all bad, until Kendra wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "C'mon. Let's go get some drinks before these losers down it all," she spoke harshly before guiding you to the side of the room.