I bought 4 damn tickets, but no people decide they want to come home at the last fucking minute. Cousins, a aunt, grand parents, and shit when they said they weren't last week. Someone is going to be happy because I had to sell em on ticket exchange. I mean they were 4 first row seats on the balcony parallel to the score table. Finding 4 together was a bitch, let alone the perfect row and view, yet they don't give a fuck.