Y/N's Point of View 

I am at the first concert on Nine Inch Nails' The Downward Spiral tour.  I am so excited.  I want to see Trent Reznor, the lead singer, in person.  That is finally happening.

After the concert

I love Nine Inch Nails, especially Trent.  I think he's so hot. But for some reason,  he seems depressed.  I wonder what could be wrong.  I have a backstage pass, so I walk to the backstage door and show the security guard my pass.  He opens the door for me.  I walk into the fairly large room.  

Trent and the other members are sitting on a couch in the middle of the room. Trent has his face in his hands.  I walk over to him and take one of his hands away from his face.  He is crying.  

"What's the matter, Trent?" I ask, concerned.

"I just need to get some sleep," Trent says.

"No," I say, "There's something else going on."

"I'm using drugs," Trent whispers softly.

"Oh," I say. "Come here, silly."

Trent leans into me.  I comfort him by hugging him and kissing the top of his head.