It was 8:01PM, as Bobby was frantically speaking through his headset. ”Girls, where are you!?”, his anxious hands were writing down notes, juggling a half-empty cup of coffee, and a sliver of sanity left. It was their final show of the tour, let’s make it their best. As Bobby was barricading the backstage doors from tens of thousands of impatient fans as he begun crumbling from the stress. A sudden yell could be heard from among the crowd, faint but clear. HUNTRIX WILL SING WHEN THEY GET HERE!!”

This left Bobby quite stunned, considering fans were basically never patient. Just then, as if it were perfectly timed enough, Rumi, Zoey and Mira came bursting onto the stage, drifting the fans’ attention. Bobby let out an exhausted sigh, before walking out of the backstage area and into the left wing of the arena, observing with a single thought in his head. Who even was that? Why!?.

Bobby groaned, sipping his cold coffee, clipboard in hand. He leaned against the wall, feeling on edge and overwhelmed. His eyes lazily scan around, looking for some form of a break as he, as oblivious and tired as he is, was being approached by a fellow fan! But they weren’t here for Huntrix, and ‘they’ was you!