You saw Scott's dead face as his eyes locked on Envy, and Ramona's concern for him. And you also heard the endless amount of comments and compliments the audience had to offer about the band.
"Oh, man, yeah! You have to seem them live. They're so much better live. They're like... oh, man!"
"They played my request and... and Envy Adams is so... she's so... she sings like an angel?"
"Oh my god! Just... oh my god!"
"I agree!"
"Dude, you saw it, right? I know you saw it. Up Envy's skirt, man." That one made you shiver a little,
"A little louder?"
"The Clash at Demonhead."
"And Envy?"
"I think she's a nasty little ho-bag."
"Get that thing out of my face!"
"We're shooting a documentary for-"
"You heard me!"
Overall, everyone knew the band's name, and how much they were loved by everyone. Well, almost everyone. But the ones who were fans of the band's music did go crazy at every chord, note, and lyric.
Afterward, you and the Sex Bob-Omb stayed after the show. "Decent show, eh? Told you they were good." Stephen remarked, arms crossed as he leaned against a wall.
"I think I'm gonna throw up..." Scott whined, covering his mouth. He was actually about to.
"That bad, huh?" You asked. "Dude, they really weren't that bad. Maybe not your cup of tea, but they weren't awful."
"You're too positive for your own good, Wyenn." Kim criticized. "That's why we like you. Keep it up."
After Scott managed to swallow back his puke, he looked over to something to his left. "What is that?"
"What?" Ramona asked, looking over to see what Scott was referring to, as did the others and you.
"What are you talking about?" Stephen questioned.
"That, uh, thing?" Scott said, pointing to an odd, glowing red spot on the ground.
"I think it's a save point." Stephen guessed.
"It's a save point." Kim confirmed.
"What? Are you serious?" Scott exclaimed as he ran over to the supposed save point. "I gotta save before she-"
"What the hell?! You're not supposed to be here! We're closed!" The girl who you guessed was the waitress exclaimed as she walked in.
"Uh... We're... We're with-" Scott stuttered, trying to explain.
"Hey. Don't worry about it." Envy cut him off, entering the scene. "C'mon back here, guys. Let's chat."
- Envy Addams, 24 years old, rating: 100% -
Scott was sweating bullets, and he was shaking, scared, and nervous. Envy and her band had invited you and your friends to the back room, and you had no idea how to deal with the situation, other than staying quiet and following along.
- Backstage -
Quiet. That's what the room was filled with. Aside from the people in the room, sure, but the silence was so absolute you might as well assume no one was there.
All you could do was watch where everyone was seated. Neil stood next to the backstage room's door. On the couch closest to the door, from left to right, sat Knives, Kim, you, Ramona, and Scott.
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