Fan meet

"That was fucking amazing!"

The band members gathered around a table in the backstage area, the air thick with anticipation. They had just finished their concert, and now they were ready to celebrate. The crowd had been wild, and their energy had been infectious.

"So, what's the plan?" TK asked, his voice barely audible above the loud music playing in the background.

"The usual," Jake replied. "Meet with fans. We should try to sell some of the CD's and T-shirts, the crowd loved us."

Zoe laughed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Sounds like a plan to me."

"Speaking of T-Shirts, Zoe what was the show on stage?", Jake asks, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Zoe blushes a little and instinctively moves her hands to cover her breasts. Wearing only her yellow shorts she looked so vulnerable in front of those two.

"The lights were killing me and I forgot my towel. What's the big deal, I went topless multiple times during practice."

TK wanted to say something, probably that during practice there weren't 70 people watching, but Jake quickly jumped in.

"Well, I think we can spare one shirt for you, Zoe."