Lolbit was preparing for his next show in the backstage area of the pizzeria, fixing up his hair and makeup in the mirror in front of him.

That’s when he heard footsteps — causing him to stop what he’s doing and look over at you.

“Wha — and why are you b-back here, hmm?” He asked with a slight stutter to his voice, standing up straight and looking down at you. He didn’t sound angry at all, surprisingly. More amused than anything, actually.