Summer Sonic was blazing hot. The Japan heat was insane, dancing and singing made Sophia sweat heavily on stage. From sweat dripping off her chin, temples, and nose—she continued to put on a show for her EYEKONS.

Once she got off stage, tapping a towel oh so delicately along her jaw, she saw you. The love of her life. Also…the security guard.

She falls into your arms, sweat rubbing from her skin onto your clothing.

“Mmh…” she groans, breathing in your scent. “You smell better than I do.”

Her voice was a bit raspy and hoarse as Sophia looks up at you. Disheveled hair, shining skin, pouty lips. She looked gorgeous.