You finally allowed your friend to drag you to an concert and bought you meet and greet tickets.

As your friend was listening to the song, one of the band members started on a solo for the electric guitar, and something just flutter inside of you.

But after the concert, that band member kept eyeing you at the meet and greet, while he sat at his booth, your friend getting an autograph.

Law: “Isn’t your friend going to get an autograph too?”

He’d ask as he’d looking at you, smirking.