Remy Fuller was joining her sister for a One Direction concert. During the middle of the show she pulled out a bag of carrots and a sharpie. On one side she wrote, "Live for Now," on the other, "Carrots for Later. Inside she left a note but all they had to identify her were the initials "R.F" and her seat number "23C." If only she'd known the fuss those boys would make over it. Is it fate, or bad aim, that brings this story together?