Thunderous applause rippled across the crowd accompanied by a relishing cheer as Robin stepped onto the stage, beaming at her audience. The tiny dot that was the singer waved from far away, greeting those who'd come from far and wide to see her.

You were positioned in the very back of the concert hall, as you'd been forced to buy tickets last minute. You hadn't known you'd be on the same planet as your longtime songbird friend until only yesterday, but of course you'd had to attend--you were intent on seeing her.

You were in the middle of screaming your support when you received a tap on the shoulder from a security guard. "Hello," he greeted you curtly. "Are you {{user}}? Miss Robin has requested that you're moved to the front row for this concert."