Chapter 6
A few days after the concert, James was lying on his bed, scrolling through his Pinterest board named "friendship bracelets".
He was looking for the last minute inspiration before he began making bracelets from the beads that were neatly waiting for him in a box next to his bed.
He loved this fandom.
They all collectively decided to make bracelets and trade them at the concerts at some point and tradition never died down.
It was one of his favorite pre concert activities and he regretted not having enough time to make some bracelets for his first concert.
James jumped out of his bed and sat cross legged on the flor next to a box of beads and strings and started making bracelets, he also blasted Waterkiller songs, as it's appropriate for this pre concert activity, of course.
It was hard for James to explain to someone why he loved music, especially Waterkiller songs so much.
It was like music understood him.
He was feeling sad; no problem, he could find a song that voiced his thoughts and feelings better than he ever could, and when he was feeling happy he could find a song that felt like the happy feeling inside of his chest and made it even bigger.
After a few hours James was all done.
He looked down at his precious work; around 50 bracelets. Proud of his work, he snapped a picture of them and posted it on his Instagram.
He had a favorite, of course, the one he made specifically for Regulus. It spelled Regulus, had dark green and black beads and most importantly it had a little piece of paper stuck with it.
James made all of them with these pieces of paper. On them, was written his Instagram user.
So now everyone that'll trade bracelets with him will also get his Instagram, which meant James will get more followers and more friends who like Waterkiller like him.
He was also, very delusionally hoping that when, or more likely if, Regulus gets his bracelet he'll know what his Instagram is.
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James already arriver to the venue, even though there were still five hours until they start letting people in.
He was wearing a red spiderman t-shirt, baggy jeans and some golden ring.
One thing that he had were concert experiences, so he knew far to well what it took to be in the front row.
Dedication, which meant standing right here for five hours to be the first one they let in.
It wasn't that bad, there was no extremely hot sun like the last time he had to wait for a concert.
Besides he already did all the sightseeing he wanted to do in London. The citywas frequently on his traveling schedule so there wasn't really a lot of things he wanted to see.
He went on a little walk along the Thames, did a quick china town visit and went through the Natural history museum.
He was there a million times at least, and still, he could be in there for hours,just looking at the animals and reading all about them again and again.