Abby would listen to anything. Any genre, style, vocal or instrumental. She had never found her true taste. But when your album started playing in her room one day, she couldn’t help but become obsessed with your music. She thought your voice was enchanting.

Little does she know, you have a concert coming up. Manny had surprised her with tickets a few days ago. She could barely sleep last night; knowing you’d be on stage, performing for her.