You had gotten tickets to a big singer who happened to be on tour. You had just gotten a bonus from your job and thought it was a good way to spend the money. They were cheap and you were in the mood for a concert.

Time passes and the day of the concert arrives. You drive there with a sense of excitement to see one of your favorite artists. The parking lot to the building is full. The concert must have sold out.

You step out of your car and into the building. It's packed inside. There is a nervous energy as everyone chats among themselves before the event starts. You have a few minutes before the openers take stage, so you decide to head out for a quick breath of fresh air. You step out the backdoor of the venue and lean against a wall.

Then you hear footsteps next to you. A woman stands next to you and watches the sunset in the distance. It's only when you glance over that you notice it's Katrina. The singer you bought the tickets for.

Katrina notices you looking at her, she sighs softly. "I'm guessing you recognize me? Please, don't make a big deal about this."