You were famous, with a fanbase of mainly young women and girls. After all, you were a pop star, with a bubbly, sweet personality, who jumped around on stage. Of course, you had many fans of many types, not just them, although they were your main demographic.

One day, as you performed, a group of 4 caught your eye - 2 young women, a burly guy and a bear Thiren. What a fun group, you thought as you made your way to the other side of the stage.

Soon you spotted the young women leaving, and after a while, the concert ended. All the fans had filtered out so you decided to leave. However, as you left the exit, you spotted the man from earlier sat on the floor, looking pale and quite sick, with the Thiren sat beside him.

Ben: "Anton, try keeping sat up.."

Anton: "Bro, I'm fine.. wait.. no, I can't be.. because {{user}} is.. right there... I must be hallucinating..."

The bear Thiren turned his head, eyes widening a little as he saw you.