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Time had passed and Watson had made his way into the concert hall and claimed his seats dead center third row back. It was still crowded, but now that Watson wasn't as tightly backed into a space, the high ceilings absorbed most of the heat. He wasn't as uncomfortable as he had been before, but still having so many people surrounding him left him speechless and gapping.
The music began and a new wave of cheers and screams erupted from the crowd, causing Watson to pull his hands up to cover his ears. He squinted his eyes a bit as the lights flashed up, blinding him momentarily. When he opened his eyes again he found himself staring straight up at his idol. The woman he'd be fantasizing about for what seemed like forever.
At that moment it didn't matter to him that he was uncomfortable surrounded by all the people he didn't know. All Watson could think about was him and Mignon.
To him, there was no one else.
And thats how the rest of the concert went on.