Dave & Buster's

Strap on your Vans and find your best black eyeliner—Emo Nite is crashing into town like it's 2007 all over again, but this time with a Meta irony twist. Get ready to scream-sing your heart out to the soundtrack of your teenage diary, alongside a sea of nostalgic twenty-somethings who can't quite quit My Chemical Romance. Dive headfirst into a cathartic ocean of angsty anthems and communal feels, where your biggest worry is whether your voice will hold out for the encore of "Welcome to the Black Parade." It's the kind of night where eyeliner runs as freely as the tears of joy and you'll leave with a hoarse throat, a full heart, and a renewed sense of existential crisis. You might even bump into that friend who swore they were "too cool for this," only to see them belting out every word to Fall Out Boy. So, dust off those skinnies and prepare for a night that challenges even your best-curated Spotify playlists. Don't sleep on this. Emo Nite is where regret doesn't exist—but if you miss out, it definitely will.