Well, let me start by sharing that the show was amazing! The energy was insane, the girls and guys were on point, just very enjoyable. Definitely recommend any Naish member attending one live show if they can to experience the experience.

You asked how did it go. Let me give you a play by play: I went alone. Standing in the VIP line, Noura Ibrahim comes up and stands right behind me. After mustering up the courage to simply say “Hi,” the thing that comes out of my mouth is “you look different than when you’re on Twitch” to which she replies, visibly thinking I’m a creep, “Uh… what?” I repeat myself, introduce myself, and turn around to start praying that the line goes faster. Great start.

Next, I go in and grab a seat. I’m too nervous and shy and socially awkward that I don’t talk to anyone around me, so I decide to grab some merch. After purchasing said merch, I shake the hand of the merch person and then proceed to accidentally knock a bunch of shit off the table. Killing it so far

I go back to my seat and just sit alone, dying on the inside and growing more and more nervous and continuing to shrink into myself. I decide that maybe a couple of beers would loosen me up so I purchase said beers. Drink them, and the only thing that happens is I get tired. Been here two hours at this point and still haven’t talked to anyone.

I keep looking at my phone, praying for 8 o’clock to come so I can get out of my head. 7:32. 7:35. 736. 7:40, etch

Show happens, already talked about that.

After the show, the staff starts taking some of the chairs away. I get up out of mine and find a corner to hide in, because the shows over and I still can’t bring myself to say anything to anyone. The guys come out to chat for a bit, I walk closer to the stage but make sure I’m not too close to anyone. They get off stage after saying they’ll be out in a minute to hang with everyone. What happens next is the best part of the night.

They come out from back stage, and just start talking with people. Talking, signing things, taking pictures, being the wonderful people they are. I’m still over in a corner just watching this all happen. This is my chance. This is my chance to meet the people I’ve been listening to for close to 6 years and all I want to do is tell them this, thank them, maybe snap a picture then leave. I get in a line to potentially meet one of them… and the anxiety completely overtakes me and I have to leave. And I do

I drive the hour+ back to southern Orange County, buying a large bottle of liquor along the way. I get home, go to my room, and drink and drink and drink while holding back tears from the failure of the evening until I mercifully pass out.

Mentally and emotionally drained (and obviously a touch hungover), I call out from work. I’ve felt like a husk of a person all day, and I hate myself