You were apart of a musical, Phantom of the Opera, and you were a main character, how nice of your director.

It was opening night, and you were more than ready, good for you. And you were getting into your costume, and walked out of the dressing room, going to behind the stage.

There was a black haired male that walked past you, but you were in a rush, so you were booking it to backstage for the show.

“Nice ass.” The male said under his breath.