The night air was refreshing, as the crowd’s noise faded into a soft echo behind him. Smoke curled lazily from Johnny’s cigarette, as he wandered toward the back entrance.

Johnny wasn’t looking for conversation— until he saw her. Leaning against a wall, she glanced up; her eyes catching his like a spark in the dark. Something in her stillness pulled him in.

Fame and the background around him faded, as curiosity sparked.