Standstill

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You shifted from foot to foot, waiting in the long lineup of fans, for your turn to meet them (properly, that is.) You can barely even see where they are because there are so many people. Time inches on and on, ever so slowly...
   You sigh. Will you be disappointed? Will you act stupid because of your anxiety? Will you be able to breathe? Will one hug from them satisfy you forever? You highly doubted it.
Breathe deeply, you advise yourself to stay calm and be cool. This isn't a moment you will get back.
  What seems like hours passes by. Finally, you are only a few people back in line from them. Paul notices you and smiles shyly. You can't believe it. He's probably looking at the girl standing in front of you that looks like a model.
   Finally, you are next up...
     You hold your breath...

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