You shyly flash a smile at Freddie. It didn't take him long to realise you were gazing into his eyes. You giggled from the inside when you saw his big teeth appear from the lips of his mouth.

The other band members saw the intensity between you two, and knew it was their queue to leave. All three left with lame excuses to leave you to alone to chat.

"Would you like to go out for a drink sometime?" You unsurely asked the rock god.

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You choose the romantic curler, which'll make you his Stormtropper in Stillettoes

You liked the thought and good company of Brian. Intelligence is a real aphrodesiac with you, along with the simple fact he's a nice guy.

You gave him your nicest smile possible, which was kinda noticed by the whole band cuz at the time, you were having a long convo with Roger.

After a long while, you finally plucked out the courage to flirt and ask out Brian.

"Sorry," He says in the nicest way possible (don't you hate it when he does that?) "I don't date fans...."

He simply said. You felt your heart break from inside you But it doesn't discourage you. You let the night grow old, and leave the Rainbow Theatre to dream of a date there never was...

See What A Fool You've Been

You hit on the drowsy modern-time rock'n'roller

You take your fancy on the drummer, Roger. Your mind searched for pick-up lines but, it's always so hard for a person to ask a legend out. Instead, just a few moments later, HE asked YOU out!

You nearly suffocated with excitement. You were so hyped you couldn't even say a word, but you thought he could resemble the word 'yes' in your unmistakenable blather. Ok, I admit it, you didn't look entirely stupid. . . just shocked. The group continued to drink their vodka and you and Roger talked (with minium screaming). John, Freddie and Brian eventually got bored of being ignored, so they hit the showers.

To conclude your journey, you made it! What a storm. . . you go out with Roger the next few months and your relationship blossoms. See? You're not the loser in the end!!

See What A Legendary Grrrrrl You've Been!

You decide to spread your wings (metaphorically I hope) and hit on the shy one

"So, John, would you like to go out some time?" You say up-front. It was not as if the one with the quieter personality would actually ask YOU out.

"I'm actually married."

Where the hell did THAT come from?? Didn't he marry in 75?

"Excuse me?" You say unsurely.

"I'm married."

Oh yeah, you say in your mind. He's having his first kid in a few months. But still, the unsuccessful plot to ask the bass player out was never meant to be, you think. You still dream of what could have been "You and I". . .

See What A Fool You've Been!

You decide to wait until Freddie comes out of the shower.

You wait in earnest for the next 15 minutes. How long does he take? You have nothing to do. You tap your fingers along to Stone Cold Crazy on the dressing table. Still the shower ran. You were nearly going to drive yourselft crazy waiting for some guy to get out of a shower. Could you at least tap on his shower door? Something? Maybe not. . . your modesty pulls you away from doing a, let's say, a perfectly normal thing.

You stopped tapping when you saw Freddie's clothes sitting on a heap beside you. Suddenly, the evil fiend of you control your every thought from now on. Could you pinch something? No, you idiot, not his shoes !! You put a grin on your face and thought of the totally funny side of nicking Freddie's -ahem-'s. Why not? They were just there, it's not as if he'd get out of the shower in 10 years. Anyway, fine cotton deteriates with time...

You impulsively looked at the shower in case Freddie suddenly came out. Without a moment to lose, you grabbed his briefs and ran out of the Rainbow Theatre.

Well, sure it wasn't much of being backstage, but at least you got something out of it . . .

See What A Sickening Legend You Are!!

You shrug off the oppotunity of meeting a rock god. . .

What the hell is wrong with you?

Are you prepare to take a soaking ride with Larry Lurex?

Why not? You question yourself. The showers right there and this is FREDDIE MERCURY we are talking about now! Without a second moments thought, you rip off your clothes and hastily through yourself into the shower screen. Well, you opened it first.

You arrive in the clastophobic stall with a bare, naked and extremely shocked Freddie. The water was cold, but that was the least of your problems. Freddie screamed in agonizing terror and proceeded to run out of the shower to the dressing room and out of the Rainbow Theatre.

You're not quite sure if he was naked at the time of running out of the Rainbow, but you find it agonizingly funny.

See What A Funky But Weird Chick You've Been!