Bang The Doldrums

Chapter One Oh No He's hot

"I need to stop letting my friends drag me to these things," Virgil thought as he stood off to the side, too anxious to even dare join the writhing mass of people on the dance floor.

That was until one of his friends, Karen grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the dance floor, yelling "Come on Virge! Live a little!" Virgil tried to pull away, but she had a vise-like grip on his arm, so in the end, he just allowed himself to be pulled into the heart of the dance floor. 

Karen got pulled away from him by the crowd and he was just about to go back to his spot in the corner when they came on. Parts Of A Whole, that's what the DJ said the band's name was, but in that moment the only thing Virgil could see was the drummer.

He was tall and lean, wearing glasses, and a tie. Virgil was a little surprised at the tie part, but that didn't change the fact, that even from a distance Virgil could tell this was the hottest man he has ever seen in his life, and he only got hotter when their band started to play.

It was exhilarating, everything came together in a symphony of pure and perfect sound. The keyboardist was going hard, but still also mouthing along with the lead singer, who seemed not only to belting out the songs, but also turning to crowd itself into an instrument and playing them.

Then there was the drummer. He was intensely focusing on every move he made, and the drumsticks seemed to be an extension of himself. It felt like the drums beats were going right through Virgil like he wasn't hearing them, but feeling the beats align themselves with the beats of his heart.

For Parts Of a Whole's entire set, Virgil was in a trance, unable to walk away or stop staring at the drummer. By the time the set had ended Virgil was certain that if he ever got a chance to even look at the drummer close he was going to die from embarrassment on the spot.

When the next band came on, Virgil walked towards the bar and grabbed a drink. That's his other friends David and Jake were currently hanging out.

"So Karen dragged you onto the dance floor," David said, handing Vigil an unopened bottle of water.

Virgil nodded and said yeah, "Yeah," before chugging some water.

David smiled and replied, "I swear, that girl never runs out of energy."

"That's why we invited her along," Jake commented, looking up from his phone.

Karen seemingly popped out of nowhere and asked, "Hey, guys! Whatcha talking about?"

"Speak of the devil," David said to himself.

"What?" Karen asked, tilting her head a little.

Jake replied, "We were talking about you," leaning back and getting comfortable.

Karen responded, "All good things I hope," as she took the seat next to Jake.

Virgil took that as his cue to sit down. "Of course, we would never talk shit about you," he said before taken a swig of water.

Jake joked "At least when you're in the same place," smirking at Karen.

"Fuck off, Jake," Karen said while flipping him the middle finger.

Jake laughed as winked as he replied, "You know you love me"

Karen retorted, "Keep telling yourself that," shoving Jake a little.

"Get a room," David said, clearly amused the situation.

Virgil chuckled to himself, which got Karen attention. "Oh hey! Virgil, that drummer was smoking hot, right?" she teased, flashing him a cheeky smile.

"Uh, yeah sure" Virgil mumbled awkwardly, running his hand through his hair.

Karen said, "Come on Virge, no need to be shy. We all know you have a thing for drummers," with laughter in his voice and that cheeky smile still on his first.

"I do not!" Virgil protested, but it was clear he was having a good time.

David commented, "Keep telling yourself that," joining the fun.

"Yeah dude, you're past 3 boyfriends have been drummers" Karen added, giving Virgil the look.

Virgil argued, "That doesn't mean I have a thing for drummers," even though he knew he had lost.

"Methinks the lad doth protest too much" Jake teased, smiling like he had just told the greatest joke in the world.

Virgil replied, "Fuck off, Jake!"

Karen laughed and said, "Hey! That's my line!"

Virgil laughed too before standing up and telling them, "Whatever, I'm going to the bathroom" He paused before leaving to ask, "Wait for me?"

"Always my love. Why I would even save myself for you" Jake teased, winking at Virgil.

"Once again, fuck off, Jake," Virgil yelled as he walked away, flipping Jake off.

Virgil quickly goes to the bathroom and on the way back someone bumps into him, spilling their drink all of Virgil. "Shit! I apologize. This was my fault," the person said as Virgil turned to face them. 

It took Virgil a minute to process who was talking to him and when he did he was sure God was playing some sort of sick joke on him. It was the hot drummer he had been staring at and who his friends were just teasing him about. Heat rushed to his face as he stared at the floor and mumbled, "It's chill."

"No, it is not 'chill' I've spilled my drink all over you" the drummer replied firmly, and it was clear this interaction wasn't going to end anytime soon without some intervention.

Virgil said, "No worries, it was clearly an accident," still staring at the floor.

"Well, I still apologize." there was a pause before the drummer continued, "I'm Logan by the way. You are?"

"Leaving," Virgil said, deciding to intervene on his own behalf. He darts back to his friends and frantically tells them, "Time to go!"

"What did you embarrass yourself in front of a drummer?" Jake asks, with a shit-eating grin.

"Yes! Now let's go!" Virgil answers as he quickly puts his jacket on.

Karen's eyes widen and she replies, "For real? Damn!"

"We can mess with Virge later, right now, let's go," David says, as he gets his things.

Virgil smiles and responds, "Thanks, Dave," glad that at least one of his friends has the decency to tease him once he's out of the embarrassment zone.

The drive home is filled with their usual ruckus and teasing, but Virgil is uncharismatically silent as he tries to erase any thought of the drummer, no Logan from his memories. His friends tease him about it little, but they stop when they realize that Virgil is to preoccupied to come up with his usual witty replies.

That night as Virgil falls asleep a single word enters his mind before sleep claims him. "Logan"