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The day had finally arrived for Y/N. After four long years, she was finally going back to Ninjago.

Well, to be honest, the day had come for her boyfriend's band, Arcos. They were on a world tour and one of their locations was surprisingly in Ninjago. Arcos had a pretty big fan base out there; so it felt like fate for Y/N.

But either way, she couldn't have been more excited to return home, even if it was for a couple days.

"You got everything you need, babe?" Y/N's Argentinian boyfriend, Javi, asked gruffly.

"Yeah!" Y/N exclaimed with a cheeky grin. "Let's get outta here, Javi!"

"Right on, let's dip."

***

"Thank you, Ninjago City!"

Arcos had concluded their performance. Ninjago was perhaps one of their best crowds so far in the tour; they were so elated, cheery, and engaging.

Y/N watched as the audience roared with delight from the very back of the arena. She usually resided back stage with the crew and the rest of the band's girlfriends, but today she felt compelled to watch from the crowd perspective. Although she was only eighteen, she sat at the bar, her stool turned towards the artists. She assured the bartender—who seemed a little too friendly at first—that she was underage, and only wanted water as her beverage for the night. Y/N chuckled at the view of Javi, messing around with his bandmates on stage.

"Pretty wild crowd tonight, huh?"

Y/N turned her head around, to be greeted by a very handsome stranger. He must have been about her age; he owned lavish natural warm skin, with dark brown spikes that sprouted messily around his head, accompanied with sparkling, light caramel eyes that could have passed for bright fiery red irises.  His chiseled cheekbones stood out proudly, as well as his sharp jawline, complimentary to the red—juicy—plump lips that puckered out ever so slightly. He wore black and red ninja robes, short sleeves that exposed his well constructed, muscular arms. A veiny hand gripped a small glass of vodka, a lemon drowning in the alcoholic beverage.

Y/N grinned at him. "Yeah, it's insane!"

"You want a drink?" The boy asked, a smirk plastered on his lips. "I doubt water is getting the job done for you, miss."

"No, thanks," Y/N replied, shaking her head lightly. "I'm not twenty-one yet, so my water is doing just fine, thank you very much."

The attractive boy chuckled, glancing over at the bartenders in front of him scrambling about, before his gaze returned to her. "I'm not either. But I know that bartender over there..." His head tossed to the side, gesturing at a young man with brown stylish gelled hair, and a brown t-shirt, pretty soaked from spilled drinks. He was the same guy that was just a tad too open with Y/N. "He's a friend of mine. I'm sure he wouldn't mind handing you a little something."

Y/N arched an eyebrow at the comment. Her e/c eyes quickly scanned his outfit, her lips pouting a little. "Nah, I'm fine. But I don't think it's wise of you to drink on the job, mister."

"Maybe so," He responded, taking a quick sip before he scooted over one more stool next to Y/N. "I was hoping I'd attract someone's attention..." He arched an elbow, his hand cupping his face. A smirk tugged at his lips. "Tell me, is it working?"

Y/N knew talking to some hot guy was the last thing she needed to be doing. She was here, in her hometown, supporting her boyfriend for his band's ongoing success. But there was something inside her that rumbled about, being under his gaze and having him converse with her.