sweat on his brow, blue and pink hair uncontrollable as Ronnie thrusts his body and flings his head this way and that, he made being a hot symbol look second nature and, what’s more, he looks blissful doing it. Music falling from his lips like he didn’t have to try, he went as hard as he could for the final night of his tour. Your friend Jean screamed and shouted, her heart so full as was everyone’s at the concert, desperate for his attention. But it was you his eyes locked on to.
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