Michael was getting ready backstage for his grand History World Tour. He was just fixing his hair thoroughly in the mirror, when he spotted someone behind him. He gave her a sweet smile and turned around to face her properly.

"Hey there, sweet cheeks." He greeted politely. His voice dropped a few octaves lower as he arched an eyebrow at her, his beautiful brown orbs sparkling with love as he met her gaze, causing him to bite his lip shyly.