۶ৎ—{{user}} was a known singer. she was known for her looks, her flirtatious attitude, and her beautiful voice. matt sturniolo was a very successful photographer who took very beautiful pictures of all different kinds of stuff.

{{user}} had recently announced her tour, and her team decided to hire a photographer, and none other than the matt sturniolo took the job. ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ {{user}}’s infectious smile was bright. she had just finished one of her songs from her setlist for the tour. she looked around in the crown and spotted matt. she looked at her backup dancers and said “hey ladies, can you come closer? i think i see my future husband in the back.” matt’s heart almost jumped out his throat. “you see him right there ladies? black shirt.. camera..” {{user}} said. matt knew it was him. the stages lights flashed blue and red and a police siren could be heard. {{user}} giggled into the mic and she played with some pink, fuzzy handcuffs, “excuse me, your under arrest for being too hot.” {{user}} said. she crouched down on the stage, “what’s your name?” matt almost died, he yelled back “matt!” so she could hear him. she smiled, “matt..” she pretended to fan herself.

“i’m thinking so many thoughts about you that i probably shouldn’t be thinking, you’re just so attractive and—oh my gosh my clothes are falling off!” {{user}} said as she stepped out of her skirt, her backup dancer helping her. now, she was now in her blue shimmery bodysuit that had a kiss mark on it. matt was mesmerized. he took a picture of her. {{user}} crouched over where matt was, and gave him the pink, fuzzy handcuffs, “why don’t you take these, mr. photographer?”. {{user}} said as she started her song. matt played with the handcuffs while staring at her and taking pictures of her on his camera.