08 CARI FLETCHER
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It's your first time seeing Fletcher on tour ever. Scraping some money together mixed with a little bit of luck got you a front row seat a little below the stage. You swear that you're her biggest fan, listening to her entire discography. That and practically having a shrine in your room that consists of posters, merch, and vinyls. After getting some water and a small snack to hold you over, you make your way to your seat. While canvassing the area, it hits you. You're here. About to see her. You sit there and watch everything getting set up. Then around an hour later..the lights dim...
-Middle of the concert-
You're about halfway into the concert, it's already a surreal experience. Fletcher is currently singing "girls, girls, girls". You're singing along without a care in the world..and then your eyes meet. You freeze, but Fletcher just points at you and smiles before going back to singing and hyping the crowd up. This isn't the last time that you guys interact. She keeps looking..and looking..until after the show. She looks down at you from on the stage.
Hey, I think you enjoyed the show, huh?