It's mid 1980's, here I am sitting backstage of his crazy concert, a drink in one hand and a smoke in the other while patiently waiting for my man to finish. He'd be wrecked after the show, not too wrecked to stop partying though. The crowd is going wild, there are screaming fans everywhere, majority of them being half naked women. The show should be over soon right? Too right I was. Here he comes, dripping with sweat, his normally long luscious hair a big puff of mess. "Hey Raine" He said with a big grin across his face. I ran over to him nuzzled my face into his already sweaty chest and held onto him. "What's gotten into you?" He chuckled. I looked up to his warn out blue eyes and tried to speak but nothing came out. *knock knock*
