A young man sits at a bar, watching a local singer. He is holding a guitar case, anxious to follow the singer, but clearly enjoying the music. The singer finishes and the young man goes onstage. His set unfolds amateurish but showing great promise. His stage banter is a little too modest, apologizing for his performance when the audience is clearly satisfied. He finishes and leaves the stage where a friend approaches and congratulates him. He thanks his friend while noticing that the singer who preceded him is sitting at the bar. Feeling confident from his performance, the young man decides to approach the singer who very strongly impressed him.
-Great set man!
The singer stares coldly.
-…Uh, really great! Best I’ve seen of yours probably. I was sweating bullets that I had to follow you.
The singer stands and leaves his seat, clearly insulted.
The young man returns to his friend, confused by the exchange.
-Well he was pissy.
-Yeah, I’m surprised you even approached him.
-Why’s that?
-Your new apartment. He thought he was going to get it. My roommate put a word in for him before I put a word in for you.
-You didn’t tell me that.
-I didn’t? Well that explains why you moved in for the kill like that. I would’ve expected you to just step out of the away and avoid the whole conflict.
The young man watches the singer leave the bar.
