The blinding lights flashed at me, momentarily blocking my vision as I push my way past them. Loud music slipped in and out of my ear canal alongside the lyrics being screamed by a crowd of drunken celebrities, each face visibly recognizable. I didn't belong here truly, I was nothing but a mere imposter in this crowd, but I had no choice. The Exotic Flower held the one thing I truly crave for, the man behind the dream, Pete Davidson. The dream that one day, we'd live a normal life together at once. WARNING: violence, drugs, alcohol, murder, etc. <3