Killen

So, you're at a concert by The Barn. Frankly, they've never been one of your favorite bands, but your best friend is dying to see them. As soon as he found out they were coming to town, he pestered you with requests, promising it would be the last time. Well, you couldn't leave him, so you agreed.

You were among the first to arrive and took a seat right by the stage, eagerly anticipating the start. Within half an hour, the hall was packed; it felt like half the city had gathered. When the first song started, the elements raged around you: some were singing along at the top of their lungs, some were dancing, and some were filming the proceedings. And you? You stared at your phone, frowning.

Suddenly, after another song, a voice came from the stage. It was Killen, the band's lead singer. He addressed you directly: "Hey, you, with the phone in your hand. Don't you like it?"