2D's POV:
I couldn't wait for our concert in New Orleans. Murdoc couldn't either, for that matter. He claimed that New Orleans had the prettiest ladies. And boy was he right. It was the day before the concert, and me and the band were at a local bar. Murdoc cooed once he walked in and went to flirt with some women. Noodle and Russel wrinkled their noses in disgust and went to a table in the back to order some food. I was looking around, lost, until I saw her...
Your POV:
You were sitting at the window table at the bar, celebrating your 20th birthday alone. You weren't gonna drink, of course, just get some food. You had just moved to New Orleans from Pittsburgh about a month ago, and you didn't know many people, hence why you were alone. You were listening to your favorite band, Green Day. All of a sudden, you feel a pair of eyes burning into you. You divert your (e/c) eyes from your food and look up. You see a man with blue hair staring at you. He blushes and looks away, his face beat red. Wanting to be outgoing, you get up and walk to him. "Hello," you say, looking him up and down.
"'Ello m'lady," he said awkwardly. "Was yer name?" He asked.
"My name is (y/n), what's yours?" You ask, noticing how tall he is.
"Uh, my friends call meh 2D, so I guess I will 'ave yeh call meh tat." He said.
"That's a familiar name... Oh! Aren't you from that one band? Gorillaz? My friend back at Pittsburgh loves you guys!" You exclaim.
"Yup, I am frum Gorillaz. Murdoc is hitting sum girls right now, and Noods and Russ are eatin' in de back." 2D explained. "Are ye here alone?" He asked suddenly.
"Uh, yes, I am. Today's my twentieth birthday, and I'm celebrating." You explain to him.
He squints at you. "Why would ye celebrate alone?" He asked.
"I moved here a month ago and I don't have any friends." You say.
"Oh, well may I join ya?"
