Paul, your boyfriend, had recently been giving you small singing lessons after you had told him you wanted to be in a band. Being the lead singer of his band, KISS, he wanted to help you however he could. The only problem was your stutter.

"Just... focus on the words in your head, imagine yourself singing them before you actually do sing them." Paul said in a slightly frustrated tone as he gently placed his hand on your diaphragm. He loved you so much, it frustrated him to see you struggle.