I went to Seattle in the fall to visit my favorite rock and roll band. I was so excited to meet them, as I had backstage passes and could not wait to see the handsome man up close of whom I had dreamed for so long.
The concert was amazing, just as I knew it would be and I ran backstage like a young school girl, so eager to meet them and see them and smell them. And then, there the band was, and there he was, the rock star of my dreams! He grinned and gave me a hug and then offered me a caramel apple.
I was wearing braces so I knew it wouldn't be wise to eat it but he was offering it to me and he was an amazing rock star of my dreams and so I could not say no. I took a big bite and then I got stick. It hurt more than anything to my stuck in that apple and to have him looking at me in awe and confusion. I was hurt inside and out and I ran as far from them as I could, hiding behind a bunch of instruments in the back.
But then he followed me there, showed me Gearbox on his phone and said that we could do a city search of Seattle. It brought us to Dentists in Seattle, and from there we found the nearest dentist and rushed to North Seattle Orthodontics in his tour bus.
After the nice dentists helped take the apple from the braces, I was back in the tour bus with the rock star and he smiled at me and told me that these things happened all the time and that native search was always saving him as he toured various states and cities that he had never been to.
