Star Clarissa

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...(.(.Bad Omens original concert, pict by :@mddnco)...

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Please save Clarissa now, she's been squeezed by four people labeled famous. Bad Omens's. Yes, Clarissa is taking epic photos with the four members of Bad Omens, she is allowed to take pictures simultaneously or with one member. Clarissa cursed back in her heart for forgetting her camera. He relied on his simple cell phone camera.

Leaving a million fans after one fan was Clarissa. Clarissa Fatiyah Adams.

"Who do you like the most between us?"

Oh Noah, you're wrong to ask that, of course Clarissa likes everything. But does he have to say that he really likes Nick Folio?

"Come on answer my question?"

Clarissa couldn't answer him, and Noah Sebastian walked up to the crew and either talked about what and then he came back and faced the other fans. "Jawab,, answer, answer, answer...."

All the spectators were screaming as Noah Sebastian said that on his floor. Herding all the spectators said that. Someone had shouted. "ANSWER CLARISSA."

"Anything about Bad Omens I like, to pick who I like the most is very confusing. It's just that the first time I fell in love with Bad Omens was because of Nick Filio's drumming, and I started to fall in love with him." With a trembling Clarissa said that, well, all of that just came out of her mouth without her designing. "Earlier when Noah Sebastian came out, I thought I had fallen in love with him." Clarissa tekech. "But I was wrong. I just didn't see the Nick Folio, and when I did get a closet look at the Nick Folio, I couldn't seem myself to fall in love with Noah."

Nick Folio walks in his arms, Clarissa retaliates and he chuckles as Noah Sebastian expresses his heartbroken expression. When the hug came off, the man with long, dark hair ran towards his drum and returned with a drumstick. "This is for you," handed the precious object before Clarissa.

Not only was Clarissa gaping in shock, the entire audience cried out in envy because of it. Getting VIP tickets alone has made everyone envious, especially this, Nick Folio gives drumsticks his pride.

He hesitantly grabbed the drumstick, clasped it tightly, and Noah Sebastian grabbed the mic again and faced his fans. "Tonight, this stage belongs to ICA, what do you want to do?"

Clarissa clasped tightly onto the mic, this was her dream, Noah said that and her dream had to come true. "I want to achieve you to sing."

"Okay, stand aside me while I sing until this show is over." Answer Noah Sebastian.

Clarissa shakes. "I want to play the drums while you sing." He held up the drumstick in his hand. "Now I have Nick Folio holy drumsticks."

The entire audience and the members of Bad Omens laughed, even Joakim Karlson stroked the top of his head very anxiously. "What song would you like to play with us?" ask the man.

"The Death Of peace Of mind." His reply loudly made all the audience shout excitedly, Clarissa will accompany Bad Omens by playing drums to perform their latest song.

There is nothing that makes Clarissa remember about her pain, maybe this is the happiness that God gives for her sadness that she experienced so far. And his sadness yesterday is the reward for his past happiness, hopefully his happiness now is not the beginning of sadness or another turmoil later.

They all enjoyed it, not expecting Bad Omens to be singing with Clarissa as their drummer. Although Clarissa had regretted that she was wearing a mini skirt, but she forgot it because with a very gentle man Nick Folio took off his jacket and put on his thighs that were ready to stomp even into his other self.

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Clarissa laughed quite contentedly in her chest, there was nothing happier than this. Even if his father came to apologize and returned home, even though the reality that befell his brother was not true, he said, even though the Son suddenly expressed feelings to him - but that was to be expected - all was incomparable because this concert was happiness above happiness.

He came down with one hand held tightly by Nick Folio, and one hand held tightly to the drumsticks and their latest album that not even YouTube had yet launched. This is his precious treasure. The guards opened the door for Clarissa to come out, and everyone cheered to get close to her. No. gabe. Anyone who is kind-hearted please Clarissa not to be pushed, nudged by those who have entered into the madness of the song performed by the last Bad Omens.

Drumsticks given by Nick Folio and his precious album he still hugged tightly, afraid of anyone stealing let alone his small body, just jerked he could lose everything. Drumsticks, Bad Omens Album, and himself who was certainly trampled, he had seen some people who were carried because they were not strong squeezed by millions of people.

Clarissa blinked her eyes, claustrophobic, her gaze blurred as someone was embracing by covering her head with a denim jacket? I don't know, helping himself out of the crowd by pulling him into a little run. Let alone to look up to see who was helping him, to see the way he could not, he just resigned in the support of someone he expected a man.

Clarissa and 'the man' stood on a large, sturdy tree, from the stage area but still within the concert area. Darkened. He couldn't see who the man who was helping him was because he was busy looking for an inhaler, his bag was small, how could he lose oxygen gas of little size. His breathing was no longer controlled, his head was dizzy because he was restless to find his helper.

"Looking for something?" asked the man with a heavy voice.

Clarissa did not reply, she was still busy looking for her breathing apparatus.

"Asma relapsed?" ask the man again.

Clarissa nodded, hitting her chest small in order to compromise, Clarissa wanted to cry. The bag contained only his wallet.

Clarissa's eyes widened, the scene of her loss of breath suddenly stopped when the man who helped her, pulled her, and moved like giving oxygen help. His hands were clenched, he did not know what to respond to, his body was frozen, something struck his chest his heartbeat until it beat faster, the man's hand moved gently stroking Clarissa's chest. Clarissa should have been evasive or angry, but this........

Damnit.

Clarissa enjoyed it, even the touch of the man's lips no longer provided breathing assistance for her. He was like, oh shiit!!!!?!! as Clarissa pushed the man's body away as her lips had traced his neck, she lowered her head not daring to look at that towering person, she looked for where her shirt had slipped off. Please, Clarissa only wears crop top.

"Wear this," said the man without giving a cue, had put his sweater into his head, Clarissa's brain could not digest. With a quick movement Clarissa put both her hands into the man's hodie sweater. He grabbed his mini-bag and immediately ran away after uttering. "Thank you."

I don't know, what is that thanks for? thank you for your help from the crowd, thank you for the help of the breathing rocks or thank you for the kiss? god, that's fisrt kiss Clarissa.

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