And there you are,  in front of this sea of people,  with that silly grin on your face.  And you look dashing, like always.  My superstar.

This is a one-shot. Or two. Depending on how efficient my imagination will work.  I just can't get it out of my mind. It's quite unsettling.  I feel the need to write it. I just don't know if it'll come out well. Not at all a fresh idea.  As I said. I just feel the need to let the thoughts out. Because it'll just bother me if I won't. Look at all the unnecessary periods.  I'm weird. I know.

xx