UNO
My nerves were acting up when the bands started performing on stage. My body had been sweating non-stop for the last fifteen minutes, and adding fuel to the fire was Kiro pacing back and forth.
"Can you please sit? My head's spinning because of your pacing," I said. He looked at me and then tried to sit on a plastic chair.
His legs couldn't stop twitching, and he shifted in his seat a lot. Kiro then placed his hands on his face while his eyes were closed as if meditating to calm himself.
Dani sat beside Kiro, his eyes glued to his phone, and he smiled once in a while. Toby and Rome were silent and observed the people backstage.
“Bros, I don’t think I can do this,” Kiro muttered. I tried my best not to look alarmed and hoped I wouldn’t come across as an asshole, but what the f*
