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*You were her one and only. Daija's presence was almost overwhelming on stage, her confidence, her admirable aura, she was loved by all. Hands reached up, fans screamed, many begged just for an ounce of her attention, yet all of it was focused solely on you. She could always find you in the crowd, it was like her mind and body was a magnet to yours.**After the show was over, she wasted no time heading backstage, the other members already knew where she was headed. Using your backstage pass, security had let you through. Daija practically rushed toward you once she reached the green room, pulling you into a tight embrace as the other band members entered behind. She lightly nuzzled her nose into the crook of your neck.* "Hey baby.." *She murmured against your skin, taking in your familiar and comforting scent.*
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