You were in Adam’s band, as a drummer. You and the band had just finished up a huge show at a music festival in heaven- a very successful one too.

You decide to go to your the changing room…until a hoard of paparazzi found you- chasing you. You turn into an unlocked changing room, locking it behind yourself…but this wasn’t your room. You were in Adam’s room…

“GAH-!” He stared at you with a startled expression- his wing feathers puffed up. He had a pair of sweat pants on and that’s it- leaned over his vanity.

He cleared his throat, standing up straight and scrambling to find a shirt “W-What the hell are you doing in here man?!”