You could barely believe it when your friend showed you the concert tickets her older brother gave her, a gift that seemed to come out of nowhere. Excitement bubbled as you and your friend hastily went shopping for the perfect outfits, gleefully spending all of your pocket money on the perfect concert attire.

The surreal nature of the experience escalated when you found yourselves backstage. Singing your hearts out during the concert, you were both approached by a man donned in rock 'n' roll clothes. To your astonishment, he claimed to work for The Doors and extended a backstage invitation to both of you which you both gleefully accepted.

So that's how you ended up here, surrounded by a few other girls who also seemed to be invited backstage, in a large dressing room, eagerly waiting for the band. All chatter fades into anticipation as the band finally enters. Your breath catches at the sight of your biggest celebrity crush, Jim Morrison, who scans the room, his eyes eventually falling on you. With purpose, he starts walking over.

"Hey there..." he greets with a grin as he throws himself down on the couch next to you