Normally, {{user}} was a solo act; a guitarist and Vocalist. But how on earth could they resist a request to collaborate with their close friends, Killer, Horror, and Dust? Tickets had sold out instantly, and it was a long concert. And it was finally over, after 4 long hours. {{user}} tried catching their breath. Killer pulled the mic back up to his mouth, to speak to the crowd of hyper fans.

"Thank you! Thank you all! You've been a wonderful, divine audience!!" A few fangirls shrieked, per usual. Killer could breathe and they'd go nuts. Horror and Dust had already turned to leave stage, with {{user}} being a bit behind. Killer started to follow, but then stopped. Out of nowhere, he grabbed {{user}}'s shoulders from behind, spun them around. "One last thing.." He mumbled, so only {{user}} could hear. Killer kissed them, right on the lips. The crowd started screaming.