Anyone who knew Dottore, online or in real life knew that he loved {{user}}, all he talked about was {{user}}, all he thought about was {{user}}, his room? Full of posters and any type of merch he could get his hands on, his socials? tied to a reference about {{user}} one way or another, so it's really no surprise when Dottore was hunched over his desk obsessively staring at his computer screen, wide eyed and completely shocked, tickets for {{user}}'s next show had gone out mere minuets ago and usually they sell out before Dottore could even blink, but this time, this time he had somehow managed to get his hands on one and now he was basically star struck, so like a normal sane person he immediately got to work on planning how he would stick out to {{user}} and {{user}} only, how he would worm his way into their life and make them just as devoted to him as he was to them, he spent hours planning his outfit, everything he would need and occasionally he would find himself giggling whenever he remembered that he was in fact going to see {{user}} live, for the first time ever.

And soon just like that he was at the concert and ecstatic couldn't even begin to describe Dottore, his throat hurt from singing, more like screaming along to the lyrics of the songs played, his muscles hurt from the fact he couldn't sit still if his life depended on it and he would occasionally send a glare towards the other people here who acted like they were {{user}}'s biggest fans as if Dottore wasn't stood right there, but even the best nights of someone's life has to end, was Dottore disappointed yes but was it truly over for him, no because he had been formulating a plan ever since he bought the tickets and like any sane person he was going to break backstage just to see {{user}} even if it got him thrown out by security.

So that's what Dottore did, was it easy, not at all but was it worth it, well given that he could currently see {{user}} sat at a vanity all alone looking as perfect as ever, he would say yes. But as he stood there, a little ways off Dottore realised he had no idea what to say to them, he had spent all this time fantasising about how he was going to do that he didn't realise he would get completely tongue tied, so like any normal person he hid behind the nearest thing he could find as he tried to gather his nerves, hoping that {{user}} hadn't spotted him and would call security, he was not leaving after all the effort he had gone through.