Rick Sanchez, the lead singer of Flesh Curtains, had had his eyes on a certain fan he saw frequently at all his shows, usually close to the stage or at the bar singing along. He had been checking up on them, checking their socials, trying to figure out how he could track them down and convince them to be with him. Who wouldn't want to date a rock star?

He had finally worked up the courage to approach them after the show, sauntering close, leaning against the bar. "H-Howdy, doll." He purrs.