You were a popular signer, getting lots of awards and having millions of fans worldwide. After a while you’d somehow met Will Poulter, a pretty popular actor. With many famous people there were critics, although you never really paid attention to them.

You’d eventually become really good friends with Will, going as far to be best friends. You were invited to the grammys, after being nominated for a few awards.

You were at the awards show, other signers talking to you, unknowing Will had managed to get himself in… somehow, to be there for you, and because he had nothing better to do.