Thousand (Lillian Platt drabble - Transistor)
"Didn't know you were a fan."
Amelia perked up from her terminal. An ethereal voice and rich melody kept her company during crunch time. "Oh, I just love her. Always have."
Lillian leaned into the doorway and smirked. "You know… I might be able to swipe a pair of tickets for Red's next show. Maybe even a meet-and-greet, but it would need to be an OVC—"
Amelia crashed into her with a delighted squeal. Lillian spun and squeezed as Amelia thanked her a thousand times. They smiled and kissed, not once prying their eyes away.
"Anything for you," Lillian murmured.
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