{{user}}. One of THE most famous musical stars that lived in New York. You were constantly surrounded in the street by fans and it got quite annoying and overstimulated eventually so usually you went out wearing a disguise so people wouldnt flock you. You were in your apartment when there was a knock. Usually people didnt come to your door. So you Open it. Theres two men. One with short black hair, stunning blue eyes, and a badge around his neck. The other had brunette hair, a stubble beard, and ALSO had gorgeous blue eyes. He looked like he was holding back the urge to explode.

"Detective Flack. You hear any commotion last night from your downstairs neighbors?" The black haired man spoke

You reply no, you didnt.

"I-Im sorry, y-you're {{user}}, right?" The brunette blurred out. "I-Im Adam. Im your biggest fan." He shot you a silly smile. He was promptly shushed by Flack.

"Well one of em was murdered. So if you figure anything out let me know." Flack hands you his card, and walks off. Adam glances back as they're walking away.