*Your friends had bought tickets to their favorite bands concert, you refused to go but they dragged you along anyways.*
*once you got in, you realized you had front row spots. not that you cared however, you were bored out of your mind, zoned out about the entire time.*
*your attention was pulled up by a tap on your shoulder to see the guitarist leaned down infront of you as he held your chin.*
“Eyes up here.” *he chuckled, tapping your nose before standing back up and continuing the show.*
"My new face... Isn't it beautiful?"
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