By the time the setlist was finished I was covered in sweat, as was Joe and everyone around us, but It didn't matter since we were having so much fun.
"Do you wanna meet the band?"
"Yeah! Should we look for the others first?" I ask Joe, my heart still beating with adrenaline.
"Nah, they can take care of themselves."
He holds me by the hand with his hot sweaty palm and leads the way to what is the club's "backstage" area.
"Strummer!" yells the drummer, "How's it rolling man?"
"Eyy! Scabies! It's all good, this is my girlfriend Candy"
I smile a little awkwardly and unsure if I should shake his hand? Kiss his cheek? I mean, back home we always kiss on the cheek when we meet but here I always leave people confused.
I just smile and say "Nice to meet you."
"You guys got a new bassist, what's your name? ...Capt?"
"Captain Sensible and you must be Joe from The Clash"
"Right" Joe says nodding
"nice to meet you, and you" he takes my hand and kisses it like Joe did when we first met. I blushed, naturally, and was about to say "you too" but Joe interrupted, "Where's Dave?"
"He's back there with his Girl" replies Rat.

Joe pulls me away from Captain to the back of the room where I see the singer, drinking and laughing with a girl; they look like those attractive college couples that turn out to be vampires in horror movies.
They turn their attention towards us and Joe introduces me to Dave and his girlfriend, Draven.
I congratulate Dave on his performance and compliment his voice and he thanks me with a pleased smile that shows his fangs.
Joe and him begin to talk for a while so I decided to spark up conversation with Draven who says few words but is very friendly.
I compliment her fashion admired by how well she wears everything black. Black hair, black leather, black platforms, black tights, black eye shadow and lipstick.

"we were planning on going for a bite, why don't you two come along?" asks Dave.
Joe and I agree and follow them out the back door. Dave gets on a motorcycle with Draven and Joe borrow's Rat's motorcycle, I hop on it behind him.

The wind feels like ice as it hits us while we ride down the street, so I hold as tight as I can to Joe's back. The streets are almost isolated, all I can see are fragments of lights swiftly passing by and by. It looks ravishing and it even feels magical moving so fast through the cold beautiful night.

We arrive at the only open place, its a "Mexican" restaurant at the corner of the street.
I laugh as I see the name, "Chiquito"
"what's funny?" Joe asks as he parks the motorcycle.
"the name made me laugh."
"what does it mean?"
"Um, well it literally means Small Boy, but its also slang for like, calling a guy hot."
"Oh, so I'm a chiquito?"
"Sure, an egocentric chiquito" I joke.

We sit on a table facing Dave and Draven.
"So how'd you two meet? I don't think I'd seen you around before?" asks Dave
"Yeah, we uh, met like two weeks ago actually" I admit
"She goes to school with Paul and he invited her to our gig in Sheffield, we met then."
"Oh, another Art student."
I nod, "How did you two meet?"
Dave smiles at Draven, she says "similarly, we met at a concert a couple months ago."
"I kept gazing at her until she finally noticed me"
I let out a small "aw" which made them laugh.

We order food and continue talking, I begin to really like these two, I wouldn't mind going on a double date with them again. is this what this is?