Concert Vibes || Natewantstobattle / Nathan Sharp

Chapter 1

Waking up today, you knew this was going to be a wonderful day. You had requested off work today for the concert you were about to see. You were thrilled. There was only one reason you were this excited, and not just because you were going to see one of your favourite bands in concert. You were bubbly and charismatic; an extrovert if you will. You loved to meet new people. So when you were told that you would be meeting new people, you were ecstatic. You were possibly going to have new friends by the end of the night, and that was something to be excited about

When you got dressed, you slipped on a lacy bra. To be completely honest, you weren't really expecting anyone to see it, but you had decided that you really wanted to feel your best going to this concert. You then pulled on a pair of matching underwear and then walked to your closet, pulling out an off-the-shoulder shirt. You grinned at it. You had cut it and made it off the shoulder yourself. It made it worth a little more, at least that's what you thought of it at least. You mess with the top of the shirt, letting it fall just right on and off your shoulder. You walked to the dresser, pulling out navy blue jeans and pulling them up over your legs. These particular pair of jeans were high wasted, and they definitely made your butt look fine. Slipping on some white tennis shoes and spritzing perfume on yourself, you looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled.

Now it was time to go to your bathroom for makeup. You were an artist; you did a fair amount of animations and some rather marvelous artwork. Personally, makeup was also in the 'art" category for you. You walked in and opened up your makeup bag. It was a decent sized bag, and you looked for a good minute for your foundation and beauty sponge. You rolled the sponge under some cool water and then wrung it out. Since this was a concert, you went lighter on the makeup. You didn't want to look completely terrible by the end of the night since you knew you would be going out afterwards. You were also aware that you liked to go hard at concerts. Singing at the top of your lungs and dancing around, like the end of the world was the day after. That was what you did at concerts, and you knew you would be too sweaty to try and keep a mask that is makeup on and looking fresh. So, after putting on your foundation, you did a thick winged eyeliner, mascara, concealer, and dark matte lipstick. You also decided you'd contour and highlight, because to be honest, you felt like you looked like a potato without it. You fixed your hair to be cute in a ponytail. You weren't very happy about this ponytail, but you knew more than anyone else that at concerts, if you didn't pull your hair back, you were a pretty awful person. The last thing you wanted was to be that awful person people talk about on the drive home.

The concert started at 7:00, and it was about 4:00 now. The plan was to meet with Danny, Arin, Suzy, and Ross at their office, and then carpool to the concert from there. The drive to their office was a good twenty minutes away, and the venue was another hour. At the concert, we would be meeting up with Barry, Mark and whomever else they decided they would want to bring along with them. Whoever else, you were excited about that. Meeting new people was still such an exciting thing, even at the age of twenty-five.

You grabbed your purse, shoving your ID and wallet haphazardly into it as you zipped it up. You walked out of the apartment and down the stairs. Once you got out into the parking lot and near your car, you rang up Danny to say you were on the way.

"Hello?" you hear a voice question from the other side of the phone. He didn't sound too thrilled

"Hey Dan, it's (Y/N), letting you know I'm on the way to the grump space. Need me to pick up anything while I'm driving up?"

"Oh, (Y/N)! Hey! No, I think we're good. Just waiting for you and Ross to get to the office," He says much brighter than before. You could tell he was smiling as he talked to you.

"Why isn't Ross there?" you question suspiciously.

"I'm not sure. It's kind of—Oh! He's pulling up now!" Danny says. It sounds like he is trying to look out of something, possibly a door or a window? You couldn't tell.