The next morning, David bombarded his sister with messages.
[Hey Bella, you're coming to my concert tonight, right? Whether Romeo can make it or not doesn't matter, but I need you there!]
[It's your first time at one of my gigs! No need to queue, I'll have my assistant add you on WhatsApp and she'll sneak you in through the side door.]
[Any songs you're dying to hear tonight? I'll belt out any tune for you. Plus, we've got some special guests joining me on stage – I bet some of them are your idols! Want their autographs? I'll make sure they sign everything for you in person.]
[Seven o'clock sharp, you'll be there, won't you?]
At the end of his messages, David included a puppy-eyed emoji full of anticipation.
Arabella didn't finish work until after two and didn't hit the sack until after three, only to be woken up by David's texts just after six.
[David, you're up early?] she typed back groggily.
[What choice do I have, you workaholic! Hans said you'd rather slave away at the office than come to my show. I've been worried sick all night, and only dared to message you once the sun was up. Why are you up so early, too? I hope I didn't wake you.]
Arabella could only reply, [Romeo and I will come tonight.]
[For real?] David was over the moon, immediately sending a screenshot to Hans before telling Arabella, [Then how about dinner backstage with me? What's your craving? I'll have it delivered right to us!]
He couldn't risk going out to eat before the show – fans would swarm him in seconds.
[We'll eat with Romeo.]
David was hit hard by the rejection, but still replied, [Alright, see you tonight then. Don't forget, it starts at seven.]
[Got it.]
After she finished texting, Arabella was wide awake. She handled some work on her phone, took some files to the office, and started a meeting. But before it was over, she noticed several young department heads constantly glancing at their watches.
"I'm a fan too, but I only managed to get lawn tickets," another female employee lamented.
"Be glad you got a ticket at all. I had to buy mine from a scalper – eighteen hundred a pop."
Arabella was amazed.
"So, are we meeting at four at the supermarket across from the stadium?"
"Yeah, yeah, I've even brought my suitcase with banners, glow sticks, and all. We'll put up the banners together and chant in unison."
Arabella had no idea there was so much involved in attending a concert.
"Ms. Bennett, please let us go early this afternoon. It's a once in a lifetime event!" They all pleaded with Arabella.
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Thank you author! Great story. More blessings to you......
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Wonderfully story.lwas truly driven to a fantasy world...
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