Once upon a time, there was a girl. She was of little consequence to the universe, but major consequence to this particularly story. She loved a boy (there's always someone to love), and this boy loved her too.
This boy was also in a band, which he loved. A lot of people loved his band too. The girl didn't mind, she got it.
This was until the boy realised that the people who loved his band also loved him, so much so that they would do whatever he wanted.
He informed the girl that she was of little consequence to him, and there were a million more of her in the crowd every night.
He was a bit silly.
So she closed her door, and let him go have the million other girls. She loved him a lot, but she didn't like him anymore.
And so it goes.
Then the boy came back for the girl, but she wasn't there. She was off being of little consequence somewhere else. So they both lost.
Something tells me that this kind of story doesn't end happily.
Naturally, there's no other option but to write it better next time. (Or maybe get a better lead actor.)
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