"c'mere, pretty lady." she smiles, leaning back into the couch with her legs wide open. she pats her lap, beckoning you over.

it's the last hour before her band goes onstage in LA, the first show in their first ever stadium tour. they've been going around halls and restaurants and bars, with you in the crowd every time. they've been gaining popularity for months, and you can't help but hear a tiny voice in the back of your mind about every girl in the crowd thirsting over your girlfriend.