"Thank y'all! Have a good night! I wish I could sing some more!" I say into the microphone, as everyone yells "encore! Encore! Encore!" As I wave good-bye, I begin walking off stage, wearing a short, pink dress, with 7 inch heels, making me 6 feet tall, that I had to wear for my final act of the night. When I'm no longer visible by my fans, my 5'3 best friend Lilly hands me a water bottle, as per usual, and congratulates me on a good performance. As I drink the water bottle, I begin feeling more tired than usual after a performance. "Boy, that last number must've done a number on me. I'm soo tired! I can... Can hardly... Keep my... Eyes... Open." I say, lying down on the sofa in the dressing room, falling asleep immediately afterwards. I wake up to find myself…
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