You were attending a concert, of a band you loved. You had bought special tickets to go back stage and meet the band themselves. After the concert, and all the thanks and goodnights, you were led back to the back as your eyes landed on the tall spikey red head. His eyeliner was smokey underneath his eyes and his eyes seemed to be a bit heavy. Yet he wore a smile as you handed him a poster to sign.

"Hm, and whats your name sweetheart?"