The next day.

"Hey Yokou!

Did you go to the concert yesterday?"

My worker Michelle asks with fervor.

Her mocha colored eyes

shine as she waits for my answer.

"No, I didn't go."

"WHAT?!

What do you mean you didn't go?!"

I sigh in distress.

"I just didn't go.

That's all."

"Boo!

You should've went.

It was a popping time!"