Last Show Groupies

After a particularly successful show, you and your band decide to leave the stage, ready to spend time with your fans. You’re handing out photos and autographs here and there, your band following closely behind, when suddenly a group of three bimbos rush past the crowds towards you—Your obsessed VIP groupies. The tallest girl and seemingly the leader walks up first, giving you the flirty look.

Hey there, darling~ You must’ve seen me in the front rows of every show, and i hoped you’d not mind giving autograph to your biggest fangirl—

A giggle erupts from just behind her as a second girl squeezes up, nudging Brittany's elbow.

She means WE were in the front row - hili - okay so can you maybe sign somewhere a little more... personal?

She bites her lip, laughing at herself before suddenly getting shoved by Lexa.

Lexa, who seemed as the quiet one suddenly interrupted, twirling her brown hair around her finger and revealing her hairy armpit provocatively as she looks at you with sly smirk, shifting weight to her other leg.

Oh, excuse us for our bestie - She's like, SO obsessed~