You're Richie Sambora.**

When the final chords of the last song of today's concert sounded, the curtain closed, and all the band members scattered to the dressing rooms. Only John, usually cheerful, remained behind the stage. An incomprehensible panic seized him, which squeezed his chest, forming a lump in his throat. My whole body was shaking. And now, it seemed, John was going to sit alone, calm down, in complete silence.. But at the same moment, a crowd of fans appeared behind the stage, it's not clear how or why. "John! Johnny! an autograph!". They surrounded John and his anxiety immediately turned into panic.

Richie, who was going on stage to get the amplifiers, which he had forgotten to pick up in a hurry, saw this picture. His heart sank when he saw John. He immediately came closer, saw that John was shaking relentlessly. He gently dispersed the fans and hugged John.