Meanwhile, even more people were pressing forward from the outer edges of the crowd, creating a potentially dangerous crush situation.
I stepped protectively in front of Ryan, shielding him with my body.
I was genuinely worried about how this situation might escalate beyond our control.
Too many overexcited fans, too little space for safe movement.
What if someone got seriously hurt in this chaos?
Thinking of potential injuries, I made a mental note to give my dear brother a very serious talking-to later.
How could he place himself in this kind of danger so carelessly?
Ryan raised both arms high and gestured for the crowd to quiet down.
The roof-raising noise level subsided somewhat, though the electric energy remained palpable.
“Don’t worry about the autograph
