With a tragic soulmate history, ꜰʀᴇʏᴀ ᴍᴇʀᴄᴜʀʏ- the leader of QUEEN-is ready to touch the world and leave her mark in the history books.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜰᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ꜰᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ꜰᴇᴀʀ?
𝕆ℂ 𝕩 𝔸𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤
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Reggie sits at his bedazzled playing stool, tapping his drumsticks together in anticipation.
This is it- the biggest online audience QUEEN has ever played for.
One hundred thousand people are logged onto QUEEN's DigiVision server, all waiting and wanting to hear the band play.
"Is she alright?" Jen whispers into Reg's ear, coming up behind and scaring the living daylights out of him in the process.
"Jeepers, Jen! I almost had a stroke then."
Looking over at Freya, whom the brunette behind him had pointed to, he shakes his head.
"No, I do not think our lead singer is okay. That's great. Very comfort-"
"Reg! You're supposed to be worried about her, not the band!"
"She is practically the band, Jennifer! Lead singer, frontman and workaholic. Band Vs Freyalindaly...? I see no big difference."
"For goodness-"
Freya,in the corner of the rehearsal room is obsessively reciting her vocal exercises, trying to memorise the changes in melody and pitch. Seeing her anxious state- thanks to Jen and Reg's frantic faces and gestures- Bill rests his hands on her arm, looking into her eyes with a reassuring softness.
"Break a leg, Mate."
"What?" Freya asks, exasperated.
Bill scratches the back of his head.
"You know, theatre geek lingo for good luck, go get 'em"
"Right, right. Sorry, I'm just a bit spaced out. What were you sayin'?"
The guitarist laughs.
"Come on, love. what's the worst that can happen? We absolutely ruin our image and get our album taken off the Hall of Fame wall? "
"William May, why in the actual **** would you put that in me brain? Oh, god, Bill, this is going to be a disaster."
"no it-"
"YOUR ON IN TWO, GUYS. FREYA, WHY IS YOUR OUTFIT NOT ON PROPERLY? WHERE IS YOUR TIE? OH, LORD HELP US."
