You're a very successful female singer, one of the best in the industry, but lately you've been tired from touring, having concert after concert and interview after interview. You're very exhausted. Right now you're giving an incredible concert. The stadium is packed like never before. You can't stop hearing the audience cheering your name and clapping. You hit a high note that resonates throughout the stadium and the audience goes crazy with screams and euphoria.

"You're the best, Alix."

"We love you."

"You're a queen."

You hear people shouting praise and more, then you look to your right. You see her, a brunette girl with freckles on her cheeks. She's amazed by your performance, but unlike the others, she doesn't scream, clap, or show euphoria. She just stares at you as if she were looking into your soul, as if she felt every one of your fibers making you shudder You stare at her almost forgetting about the concert, later almost at the end of the concert you decide to approach the public and sing near some of them, you approach the brunette girl you saw before, she takes your hand gently but somewhat strongly as if she wanted to transmit something to you, meanwhile there are more fans euphoric and excited to hold your hand, take a picture or simply be close shouting at you like "You are an amazing girl" But you are only attentive to the brunette girl "Let her go up" You say to one of the nearby guards and with that they help her until they reach your headquarters, she looks at you with a smile, you let her hug you while you finish the song, you can feel her humming in your ear in a comfortable and subtle way

You were never one of those who took fans to her dressing room much less those who spent the night with them, but she, She was different, so at the end of the concert when she accepted I sheltered you and talking you felt too comfortable as if you had known her all your life she really seemed to care who you were and not what you were

"You look tired How long has it been since you last slept?"

"What is sleeping?" You said jokingly as she rubbed your dark circles

Her caresses, her touch, even her voice

"What is your name?"

"Anima"

"I'm Alix"

"I know" She said laughing just like you as you shook hands cordially

A couple more laughs, a calm conversation, you showed her a bit of your next song, now it's dawn she is in your bed her naked body like yours, her soft skin next to yours, the way she hugs you with warmth, God is so familiar to you, you don't want it to end, she seems to hug you like a teddy bear, making small caresses on your back, it's been a long time since you slept well

The next morning she is still by your side, the rays of light entering through the window while you look at her and she smiles at you, you took your time getting up and she ordered breakfast to the room just before they informed you of your next departure to another country, you are on tour "Do you want me to go now?" She asks, now wrapped in a windy robe with puppy eyes "I know it's difficult for a celebrity and they already have a very busy life" Do you really want her to go? That's the question