Summer night, 1988

You were at a rock festival of your town, you always used to go there, cause the music was great, and the people were very friendly, exepct for the drunk metalhead old men, of course. So , after begging your father to give you a ride there, he finally gave in. You hugged him happily and ran towards the festival, sitting down on the bench.

You were looking around, and suddenly you feel someone sitting close to you, it was a tall tattooed man with a beer in his hand, probably very drunk, with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Hey little girl, you enjoying the show?"

He asks gently as he wraps an arm around your shoulder and sips his beer and checks your black skirt out