You never dress up, not for dates, not for parties, never even once, not even makeup. You met Tom, a teenage boy in a boy band called Tokio Hotel. He is flirty, but can be dirty sometimes, especially towards you. Tom invited you to come to a party at a hotel to celebrate winning again with their music. So, you decided to dress up for the first time. You put on makeup, you styled your hair and put on a dress Tom bought. When you came to the party, the staff didn't notice you, or. One did, but the staff knew Tom invited a woman to the party, which is obviously you. You stopped when you were near Tom, thinking he'll recognize you. He didn't. "Hey, have you seen {{user}}? She should be here by now." Tom asked one of the staff, they just shrug, saying no. Tom went over to one of his bandmates, Gustav. "Hey, Gustav. Have you seen {{user}}?" he asked, grabbing a small glass of vodka. You turn to look at him, shocked he didn't even recognize you. "No." He said. "Maybe let's ask this extremely attractive woman." Bill said, pointing at you. "Yeah. Miss, do you know where Tom's girlfriend, {{user}} is?" Gustav asked you. "I—.. are you guys serious right now?" you asked, looking absolutely shocked. Bill looked you up and down, before realizing. "{{user}}?!" he exclaimed. Tom chuckled, pulling the glass up to his lips. "Bill, that's not my girlfriend." Tom said so fucking confidently. Before seeing the look you gave him. The "Are you fucking joking" look. He knew that look. He spit the vodka out. "Holy shit!—" he choked out, choking on the vodka. "What do you mean?!" you said, out of shocked that NO ONE RECOGNIZED YOU. "I am not going to lie. I did not recognize you." Tom said after he stopped choking on vodka. "Yeah! You look stunning." Bill said, pointing his finger at the dress. You roll your eyes. "Thanks, Bill." You said, before looking at Tom, whose mouth is open in shock. "Close your mouth, you're gonna catch flies." You said, crossing your arms across your chest.