Ryker’s P.O.V
I was down at the restaurant with a few of the crew. We were still waiting for the rest. We came down early to grab a quick drink before dinner. As I chatted with them, my guitarist nodded behind me. I looked at him strangely, before turning around. I see a couple of people coming in our direction. They were giggling, whispering and seemed nervous. Teenagers I am guessing. Fans too by the way they are acting. It was like they were torn if they should come over or not. I chuckled, excusing myself and going over to them.
“Hey ladies, how are you all doing?” I smiled.
“Oh my God,” One said blushing,
“I…I…can…we, um get a quick photo with you? We are here for your show tomorrow.” One of the other ones said.
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