My friend Monica says as we walk around the mall, the occasion that she says I need to go to with her is a concert for the band Lovejoy. Which just so happens to be the band of her favorite twitch streamer, Wilbur Soot. Who I have zero interest in, "Mon I love you, but I don't think that I want to go to a concert for a band that I don't listen to."
She slumps her shoulders as we walk past a big group of people "But N/n my other friend bailed so I have an extra ticket, and I don't want to go by myself. It'll be so awkward, me standing there all alone without anyone to make sure that I actually made it there and home." I let out an exasperated sigh. She knows exactly how to make me give into her antics.
"Fine, I'll go on one condition. Don't go completely fangirl right when he goes on stage, you gave me a headache when you dragged me to that last concert" she perks up at my answer and starts to skip ahead in front of me. She goes into a store on our left and waits for me to follow her in, I'm going to regret that aren't I.
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It's been a few days since I made the terrible mistake of agreeing to go to yet another concert with Monica. It's the dreaded day of the concert and she came over to make sure that I actually got up and looked presentable. She chose an outfit for me to wear which doesn't look too bad.
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(This is the outfit I chose but choose whatever outfit you want <3)
She makes me hang out with her all day so she can tell me all about Wilbur Soot and Lovejoy so that I have a bit of an idea of what she's getting me into. "We need to listen to some of their songs on the drive over, I know you'll love them when you hear them" I roll my eyes as she continues talking about anything and everything she knows about Lovejoy.
After what feels like forever of her info dumping she finally says that we should leave so that we can get in faster. Not wanting to get whiplash from her horrid driving I nominate myself as the driver and her as the DJ, just as she said she would she turns on a song by Lovejoy.
I must admit the beat and music is pretty good and the singing isn't half bad either, the first song she turns on is called 'Perfume'. To me it sounds like a song about a jealous, love sick boy who is still obsessed with his ex. It is a pretty okay song and it probably would've been better if Monica wasn't screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs. (A/n: I feel like I'm making Y/n seem like a bad friend or one that doesn't like her friend but I'm too lazy to rewrite it in a different way so it'll have to stay like that)
The next song that comes on seems good, on her phone I can see that the name is 'Portrait of a Blank Slate'. This Wilbur guy seems to be good at singing, he definitely can make his voice do some pretty impressive stuff. I stop paying attention to the music after that one and just focus on driving occasionally glancing at my phone with the gps. Ahead I see a stop light turn red so I slowly put pressure on the breaks to make sure we stop in time. While parked at the light I look over at Monica who is still shouting the lyrics, I decide not to interrupt her by starting a conversation and just listen to the music until the light turns green.
