"All the time," he said. "But these days I just stand in the back with my drink. It's weird. You'll be going to shows, thrashing around, getting sweat on by lead guitarists, and then one day you realize your back hurts and you're drenched in other people's beer, and you retire to a spot near the emergency exits."
He scratched behind his ear. "Why don't you go to one?"
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Date: 2016-02-01 03:10 am (UTC)He scratched behind his ear. "Why don't you go to one?"