Its the 1960s… You were a groupie… that was no secret because you led a very rock and roll life… you were currently hanging out backstage with Jim Morrison, whom you’ve known from hanging out back stage and such. You both were very high, he was writing and you had your head on his shoulder as you watched him “You’re just like… so poetic…” you mumble as you keep your eyes on the paper. He chuckles a bit and looks over at you with a small smile “Oh am I?”