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THE FESTIVAL WAS THE BIGGEST EVENT FOR EVERYONE. Concert goers from all parts of Europe and even the US were at the music festival. Bands like Dinosaur Jr, Babes in Toyland, the Honeythieves, Sonic Youth, and of course Nirvana were going to kick off day one of the three day music filled weekend. The guys were going after Babes in Toyland, excited as ever to play. Kurt not being one to show his emotions, had a small smile beaming on his face. Dave of course had the goofiest grin and was fiddling with his drum sticks. Krist was drinking a beer, tuning his bass for the first song of the set. The girls from Babes in Toyland were finishing their set with Dust Cake Boy from their album Spanking Machine.
Shelli was a bit distant from the band she was supposed to take pictures of. After the Camila explanation, she took a huge step back from her rekindle with Krist. Her camera had film and even with that, she did not snap a single photo. Instead, she listened to the loud girl band playing outside. "Shelli?" asked the ecstatic drummer, Dave, from far away. She looked at him, confused as to why he would ask for her attention. "Huh?" Shelli said confused, seeing Dave with the same confused look. "My bad, I was just wondering, could you get a picture of all of us?" Dave asked as Shelli remembered she did have a job to do. "Yeah, sure." she answered as she went to follow Dave to where the guys were. Kurt and Krist looked at the photographer, the frontman giving her his small smile.
"Shells, you're not murdered thank god." Kurt jokingly said while Krist gave a small wave with his hand. "Kurt thought some weirdo Brits killed you or something." Krist joked as he got Shelli to lighten up a bit. Something she didn't expect from him at all. "Nope, haven't been killed by any Brits thankfully." Shelli went along with the banter between her and the band. "Okay but can you get a picture? Dave's been bugging the shit out of us and he wants one for his mommy." Kurt said, only to receive a punch to the arm by Dave. "Hey! Don't call my mom 'mommy', it's mother Grohl to you dickhead." Dave said between a couple laughs, getting Krist to laugh alongside him too. "Okay well, I'll just get one from here. Cool?" Shelli asked the group as they all nodded. Kurt grabbed Krist's beer, extending it to the lens. The two other guys of Nirvana had cool smiles to the camera as Shelli got the picture. The first of many pictures of the day, one of the group before their first festival show.
"Let's see it!" Dave said as he went over to Shelli and looked to the camera. The picture had the aesthetic the band pertained. Kurt holding the beer with a gritty smile, Dave's bad boy smile, and then Krist's hair blowing with the wind while in a smile. "We look pretty cool. Mother Grohl will sure love this." Kurt laughed as he saw Dave with a satirical grin. Shelli nodded as she let go of her camera. With the wind paralleling the same chill as the wind in Washington, Shelli shivered. "Krist, don't be selfish and give Shelli your jacket." Kurt suggested as she looked at him. Her eyes were wide as she mouthed to the frontman 'what the fuck!?'. "Sure." Krist said as he took the black jacket he was wearing and gave it to the cold photographer. He rested it against her shoulders as she slipped her arms into the large jacket. "Thanks Krist." Shelli thanked him as he sighed, "Yeah, no problem.".
