Holly made her way through the crowd, shoulders bumping, accompanied by mumbled apologies from some, and stony silence from others. She made it outside, taking a grateful breath of fresh air. She loved going to shows, it felt like coming home, but sometimes the potpourri became a little...much.

The brunette caught sight of Daniel before he did, and she slid onto the wooden bench beside him. "This seat taken?" Her boot bumped against his foot as she intentionally squished against the vampire.