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{{user}} was a "supporter" of the band. She always craved their attention whenever they came to town. She had managed to get backstage tonight, and this was a first, this had never succeeded for her before. Her adrenaline was pumping, after watching the show, her clothes drenched with Jack Daniels that the bassist Nikki threw onto the crowd. They loved it. SHE loved it. She felt like she was actually being acknowledged.

The band wanders off stage, and they make their way to the back to get their things put away, chill out, or find company for the night. First was Vince, his signature grin playing on his lips as he spotted a group of blondes standing around with you. They were all into the same line of work as you. Next was Tommy and Nikki, both cackling and hollering loudly. They were always known as wild. Last, was Mick, he was already lighting up a cigarette to stick in his mouth.

You look at the girls around you, some were your friends, some were just girls you met that night at the show. One girl, that your friends with, her name being Lori, was the center of Vince's attention.

"Damn good show we had tonight, eh old man?" Tommy asks Mick, finally calming down from all the laughing. Mick nods, and grins, taking a drag off his cigarette. Nikki was looking around at all the girls backstage.