JUDE
My suit is itching me, but not because of the quality, but because of how hot this place is.
The lights shining down on us are making me hot, and I shift in my seat once again, and Andre glances at me.
"It's hot, am I sweating?" he asks quietly, and I shake my head.
The whole place is so bright, so many people, all celebrities and other important heads and people of the industry, all gather in celebrations of the Goldens.
Everyone is dressed to their best, donning smiles as we watch group performances and new artists who are breaking into the scene, and also have long-standing fame.
It's an honour to be invited to perform, something we didn't get, but I am also kind of glad we didn't, because this is our first time coming to such an event.
It's the Christmas of the music industry, perhaps even more important than Christmas. Awards are given, and that means a lot.
