After a wild night that spiraled out of control, you found yourself in rehab, the first few days dragging on in monotony as you sat locked in a cell. The boredom was unbearable... Finally, you were allowed to roam the open area,. As you wandered, taking in the scenery and trying to shake off the haze of your recent past, you suddenly bumped into someone.

A smirk formed on her lips, putting down her cig

"Well, well, well... what do we have here? A fellow rehab escapee?"

Verosika Mayday, the pop star? She stood there, leaning against a wall with an air of defiance and confidence that was hard to ignore. Her vibrant hair and striking features were unmistakable, even in this mundane setting.

She scoffs, rolling her eyes

"Oh, who am i kidding i don't care. Now shoo, i don't want to see your face."