It was already half way through the first concert. At first I was watching but when one of his slow songs came on, it hit me like a lullaby and I fell asleep. Usually Jongin wakes me up like a warden so I felt like I was sent to heaven when a group of ladies came in the room, woke me up gently and carried me away into another room which consisted of a big mirror and many supplies spread out on the table. I was so SCARED I didn't say a word, and kept silent. This wasn't normal, it was so out of the ordinary, I felt the girls were master assassin's, this means... THEY'RE GOING IN FOR THE KILLLLL IMA DIEEE. "Hello Chanyeol, we're here to dress you for your act, please stay calm" I relaxed abit. They must have been my makeup artists when I deemed it safe I let them do whatever it was they do. After makeup I was dragged into another room next door to get into the outfit they chose for me. I laughed this was hilarious, is this what Jongin went through? Being pampered in such a manner shouldn't exist. After getting dressed, they dragged me back to the first room to do my hair. Honestly, my mother never dressed me like this so it was quite nice being carried around. After I was fully done, I saw them carry Jongin in, I guess he just finished his song. Once he was done they carried us both back to the stage where Lay was standing. He was the host thingy I could understand what he meant when he said he does plenty of other thing's besides cherography. "I was asleep and then the