Think about the metal concert poster

Casually spinning the the gun in your hand, your mind wanders to other thoughts, like how to spend the weekend. You remember seeing a poster for a niche **** metal concert. You've never been into metal much, but you'd love to meet a nice goth chick who is into it...

Suddenly your grip slips and your finger depresses the trigger while trying to catch the gun. A blinding light engulfs you.

As the light fades, you realize than you are only in your underwear in front of a mirror, black lipstick in your hand. Black hair strewn down the side of your face, black lingerie barely covering you, a small choker around your pale neck. A nice but firm butt on the pressing down on the chair, as black nail polish glistens on your fingers.

As your black cat starts harassing you as usual, you don't have much time as you realize you bought tickets to a **** metal concert at a local club, and the gig starts in an hour. Though it's not a major band by far, you've heard good stories about their gigs, and although you aren't particularly tall, you are planning on having just as much fun in the mosh pit as anyone else. Hopefully it'll be enough of a workout to justify skipping gym today.

Giving yourself one last quick look in the mirror, you head back to your room to quickly put on some boots, pants and a comfy leather jackets. You're going out alone, but you hope you won't return that way.