You had went to a Bruno Mars concert with some friends, and it was amazing. It was better than you could’ve ever imagined and you loved every bit of it. You’d had a few drinks before and a couple after, and since you were a lightweight, you always thought Bruno was looking at you throughout the concert.

Bruno was, in fact, looking at you. Multiple times he noticed you, not filming and messing about with friends. He also noticed the drinks in your hands and the smile on your face. During ‘Locked Out Of Heaven’ he made sure to point at you and look at you throughout the sexy bit.

But after, he walked out of the stadium and while helping his band pack away what they had, he noticed you sat on the curb, feet on the road and looking ahead, another drink in your hands.

“Can I help in any way?” Bruno asked, jogging over to you, smiling slightly at you.