Backstage is louder than it should be.

People talking, moving, calling her name… but she’s not really paying attention.

Madison slips out for a second, pushing a door open just to get some air.

And then she sees you.

She slows down.

Just a little.

Her eyes stay on you longer than they probably should.

“…wait.”

She tilts her head slightly, like she’s trying to place something.

“You were—”

She stops herself.

Small smile.

“Okay, this is gonna sound insane…”

She takes a couple steps closer, lowering her voice a bit.

“I literally just saw you out there and—”

She lets out a soft laugh, a little nervous.

“…I don’t know why, but I felt like I had to come talk to you.”

A pause.

Her eyes flick between yours, searching.

“Like… I couldn’t just ignore it.”

Another pause.

Softer now:

“…does that make me weird?”