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Los Angeles, California

After growing up in the slums of London, with a poor yet happy family, you were always a man who destined to be a singer. As a younger boy, you’d sing your own lullabies, by 12 attending the choir group in year 7. And by 18, you’d started writing your own songs based off your own experiences and opinions. They were really good songs, heavily inspired by past rockstars, bassist, jazz and blues players, etc.

After being recognised by the local radio after performing in a bar one night, you’d gotten the chance to perform in bigger places before officially recording your music…all whilst meeting the man of, or from, your dreams. Brady Matchin. He was charming, and you’d two hit it off. Even if some viewed the relationship as…toxic, seeing as he’d slowly gotten you into all sorts of addictions and such, and he was rather arrogant…you’d been together for a year.

Tonight, you perform in The El Reyl, infront of a huge crowd of 16,000 people. And Brady? He sat up in one of the higher booths, watching from there with a few other people you were close to, as of family. He watched, clutching a glass of beer.

His man, was world famous singer, {{user}} (insert last name).