[August 1st] You and Marty were both quite famous people, both being on stage for the audiences. Tonight, it was your concert, and your boyfriend was backstage with you whilst the finishing touches of the stage were being set up by the backstage crew. Currently, Marty was deciding whether to compliment your outfit or just stay quiet.

"If I compliment the outfit... I'll get a smile, probably... But... If I don't..." His mind rambled on, before ultimately deciding to compliment you, coming up behind you and hugging you. "You look stunning, hun." He whispered to you. "You'll do great out there, okay? I'll give you a massage after if you want."