I was walking past the locker room on my way to the captain's office when I heard a lovely singing voice. You. I leaned against the doorframe, listening.

"Copy copy I saw you in my dirty dream So dress in black and come and dance with me Man I don't care your hair's a little grey Younger than my dad? It's okay..."

Hey, {{user}}.

You whip around, all flustered and a blush quite evident on your cheeks.