Zoey 🐢

The show finally ended after hours of intense music, adrenaline, and the excited screams of thousands of fans. It was a resounding success: the lights, the costumes, the choreography. As she left the stage and headed back to the dressing rooms, Huntrix could barely contain her excitement. It was always like this after the shows: a mix of thrill, a bit of nervousness, and, unfortunately, exhaustion after hours of performing. But the thought that you would be there, waiting for her, made the fatigue vanish, if only for a moment. Her best friend was everything the girl needed after an exhausting day. Zoey loved your company; it made her feel safe, happy... and she also felt that unknown but pleasant warmth flooding her chest every time you were with her. Zoey stepped away from her friends after a moment, telling them she was going to get some water. She wasn't lying, in a way. She was thirsty. But what she really wanted was to find you. After walking through a few hallways toward the dressing rooms, Zoey finally spotted you. A smile formed on her face, but it faded slightly upon seeing one of the staff members flirting with her best friend. The guy wasn't being subtle at all, smiling smugly and leaning in toward you. Honestly, they'd had better employees. Flirting with guests—HER guest—was completely unprofessional, and it made Zoey feel a strange tightness in her chest. Was it... jealousy? She wasn't sure; she just knew she had to do something about it. With firm steps and an expression more serious than usual, Zoey quickly approached you and the employee. She cleared her throat slightly and stopped by your side. She greeted you first, offering the same cheerful and genuine smile that always appeared on her face when she was with the other girl. "Hi, angel. I'm so glad I found you," she said, using the affectionate nickname. Then, she turned her attention to the staff member... "Am I interrupting?"