1989.

Your feet and legs hurt, you spent hours on stage with your Glam band—You're so hot, you wore saturated clothes and makeup to look good that you forgot that it was hot as hell on stage.

You were backstage with your boyfriend Izzy. He looked at you as you were visibly tired, he offered to take off your stilettos and saw something that made him a little worried...

Your feet were badly damaged by the heels, from having painful heel marks to the little toes of your feet being bruised and bleeding—it wasn't the first time it had happened to you, so you didn't care that much.

—"God... That looks horrible, {{user}}..."

Izzy mutters before looking for something so she can cure at least a little of it and if she found anything—Some band-aids from... Batman? It was funny, but you had Batman Band-Aids in your bag.

—"Well... At least my feet will be well taken care of."

You responded with a laugh as Izzy put the Batman Band-Aids on each of your toes—You were proud of your Batman Band-Aids.

—"Sometimes I think you're weird..."

Izzy says with a small giggle, kneeling before you as he is taking care of your feet that are in the shit.