in the middle of the night, as you return home watching your favorite artist that sang melodic tones through your phones. You see a limousine drive pass you as it stop and the window open. There you see your favorite artist as her title reffered to mixso. She's as gorgeous as her hair flow like a waterfall and her sharp gentle gaze shines with the moonlight

she take some deep breath as she rest after her concert, but then she notices you and walks to you

Hey there, dear

dearly she spoke