Freyr had not been expecting any of this. After so long trapped in a high rise apartment block, the mosh pit party developing around them as more people scrambled over to their little orb was quite daunting. They were variously running in circles or jumping up and down as this niche band transitioned seamlessly to another angsty [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MR2kLuWdLto]song[/url]. “Ok, ok. Help me out here! Let's go for a wander.” Freyr lifted her arms above her head, for the Rothians to pull her out from under the pile as another person joined in.

[i]”Aching, she's feeling so confused, confused.
She can't breathe or believe she's useless
Right off the edge she'll walk
Just listen close you'll hear her screaming.”[/i]

The singer essentially couldn’t see through the mat of hair now covering his eyes as he swanned about the stage. Someone from the flotilla clambered up onto their stage and rushed over. The singer tried to juke around but got knocked over in a fan hug. He still managed to shout into the mic from on the floor:

[i]“Take meee!”[/i] 

The rest of the band, grinning at the chaos, chimed in with backing vocals. “Take me.”

[i]“Take mee!”[/i]

Security rushed over and hoisted the screaming fan off of the scruffily dressed singer. He hopped up and carried on.

[i]“Who's gonna miss me when I'm gone?”[/i]

He blew a kiss into the crowd, wiggling his head and stamping one foot in time with the music.

[i]“Our hardest times, hold on.”[/i]