His Drumming Heartbeat

🎇 Festival Endings 🎇

"Alright," Bella says into the microphone, "I like to thank all one hundred thousand of you guys for coming out here to support women in music! It means a lot to every performing act here, especially ourselves! Second, we have one last song to play before law enforcement forces us to call it a night! So Lynnette, let's take them home!"

A/N: Play song now.

"LET ME HEAR YOU," Lynnette screamed the second Bella plays the opening guitar riff. Another classic song from decades ago everyone knows while they all continue to enjoy themselves even though it's around 11 PM. The crowd's adrenaline still pumps through their bloodstreams as the drums sound hits at a rhythmic pace, just enough to feel it in their rib cage. Lynnette headbangs to the beat of the song effortlessly; even in her subconscious mind, her neck will hate her tomorrow morning.

There I was completely wasting, out of work and down.

All inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town.

Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die

So I might as well begin to put some action in my life.

"COME ON!" Lynnette yelled, leading the crowd into singing the chorus along with her. One-hundred thousand people singing in unison, making their voices form as one. From where anyone is in the audience, it might not mean much, but when Lynnette's on the stage taking it all in, it brings nothing but pure joy to the raven-haired woman and the others. The feeling would make anyone feel grateful they have so many followers. Chances like those are once in a lifetime, and only so many people dream of it coming true. However, only a few can have their dreams come true, and it's the sad reality when people work their butts off to no prevail.

With Jiro, she won't stop at anything to come true and hope it'll happen when their time comes. She watches with careful eyes, taking mental notes on how her stage presence should be if she's ever doing shows this huge. That's all she's been doing since the band's set first started and throughout yesterday too. She has no doubt she and the others will achieve their goal, but watching the others doing it like it's no big deal, could she be able to do it? Even though her thoughts are needed for a different time, she'd rather live in the moment and forget about it until some other time.

"I wonder how Kacchan's holding up right now," Kaminari asked Jiro.

"I wouldn't be too worried," she answers, "and besides, his issues are his issues and we shouldn't interfere."

Meanwhile, Bakugo proceeds to push his way through, nearing towards the back of the immensely large crowd showing up for this live show. Rage seethes in his bloodstream, no point in cooling off for how mad he is and wishes no one tries. Unanswered questions running through his mind at the same pace he's going trying to avoid so many people. He's not making a mad dash, even though that is something he would do, he's not in the mood to piss people off. He knows if someone tries to pick a fight with him right now with his attitude, they'd be lucky if someone's there to break it up before it gets out of hand. Even as of now as tonight's show is finally over.

"Fuck this," Bakugo thinks to himself, "once everything clears, I'm finding that bastard and getting MY answers."

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The festival draws to a close with an array of fireworks lighting up the night sky as each band member takes a bow, thousands of people chanting the band name "Sirens," loudly. Concert photographers there who were taking photos earlier on during the band's set either take one last photo or pack up their equipment and leave before things get too chaotic. The waves of adrenaline leave almost everyone in the audience as they try to not lose their friends within the crowd of people. So much has happened during these two days, and some people are sad it has to end so suddenly, but some are also glad they were able to witness something like this. Now, all that's left is packing up and traveling back home, which will be dreadful for anyone who made such a long trip.