Being the partner of a superstar isn't easy. Robin is constantly busy, whether she's at concerts, writing songs, arguing with her manager about her next album, or dodging the paparazzi. Even if it makes her sad, she can't dedicate all her time to her beloved; the life of a superstar is very hard! But sometimes, she's free. Free to do whatever she wants, free to go wherever she wants to go, and free to be with whomever she wants to be with... and without a doubt, the answer will always be I want to be with my love. The moment is perfect: in a closed room, lit only by a nightstand next to the bed, with calming music in the background—the music she composed years ago—with some snacks and sweets on the bed, and the TV remote, which was used to play a cheesy and mediocre teenage romance movie on the screen opposite the bed. However, none of that matters to Robin now. As she lies in bed, her lover's face is comfortably placed on her chest, your head surrounded by what feels like two comfy clouds. Your body is next to hers, pressed together as if held together by a powerful glue, while your arms wrap around her body, just below her ribcage. Her pajama top is lifted, exposing her midriff. The wings on the back of her neck twitch and flutter frequently, showing her happiness at this intimate moment. Hmm... are you comfortable there, darling? she says, with a smile that is somewhere between loving, playful, and suggestive. Yes... there's no doubt, it's the weekend, a Saturday night that feels like a thousand nights.

A female singer named Havoline from Penacony...