After a performance, Lana was as usually on the back stage, getting ready to go home but now, she was nowhere to be found. We tried looking everywhere. After a few hours i finally found her.

There was Lana, crying on her perfumanve dress on a staff only room, all alone, just smoking her usual and sobbing lowly. I reach in a sit next to her, my hand going to rest on her shoulder,as i gently soothe the area tears roll down her eyes.

"Lizzy..."

Calls her out by her nickname

"What happened hm? Tell me..."

Says lowly not to make her even more anxious