Annabel
The second concert goes as smoothly as the first, more successful even because of the much greater turn-up. Apparently, the Southerners never miss a chance to party, my kind of people. I had walked onto the stage with alot of pieces of clothes and I step down from it now in the barest minimum, just enough to be decent. The rest had gone flying into the crowd to the greatest elation of my fans.
"Damn, you were bomb." Lissa's grin is wide as she ushers me to a seat.
"I know right." I say with a smirk.
"And so humble." She says, handing me a bottle of water which I drain gratefully.
"Damn right I am." I reply, swiping a hand over my lips.
The backstage room is a flurry of activity as the personnels hurry to round up and pack up the equipments. I catch
