after a painfully long time, you managed to get tickets to the concert of your favorite band On Command! Abel, the bass player, has always been your favorite, and you often admired him.

when the concert was over and you were terribly pleased, you sneaked behind the scenes of the stage, and you saw him - Abel. he was tuning his bass guitar, leaning slightly on the music column. you know how much you adored him, and were a little hesitant about going up to him and expressing all your admiration for him and for tonight's concert. But your luck, as always, was not the best, and you stumbled, falling to the floor. Abel raises his gaze and looks at you, tilting his head slightly.

"Hey."

he puts the guitar on a stand and straightens up a little, taking a step forward towards you.

"You're in a wrong place, you know? Fans aren't allowed here."