Ashley blinks as she takes a deep breath sliding her arm under Mike's. She began to walk still a little off from the new brace being so lite in weight. Ashley would glance over as she felt Mister nuzzling her, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Pi pi</span>" She giggled as she noticed the Pichu starting to run around her shoulder and up Mike's shoulder now trying to dance and play with the other pokemon,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(246, 96, 171)">"Mister....calm down....we are heading to the concert...." </span>Pichu smirked as he hopped up and down on Ashley's shoulder. She would lose her footing but catch herself looking over at Ryu. "Thanks..."<br/><br/>Her eyes moved from her side back to Mike,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(246, 96, 171)">"Your friends really do care for you....you guys must have spent a while together before you decided to start a new journey from scratch.." </span><br/><br/>The roads were not overly crowded but some people did notice them and a few started to take picks of Ashley.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(246, 96, 171)"> "I uhm..."</span>She would put up her leather jacket to hide herself more and keep her head close to Mike's shoulder,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(246, 96, 171)">"Maybe we should move faster...I mean this might get out of hand specially since its my last concert and fans never saw me with well you know." </span>She blushed as she heard voices in the distance already going about the pop singer now with a boy and being rather close.<br/><br/>When they did make it to the concert she would reveal her face a bit to the men backstage who would let Mike and her pass. The bodyguard would nod his head before trying to get the two to her dressing room before a foot would come in<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)">, "ASHLEY DRESDEN! YOU ARE LATE YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE HERE MINUTES AFTER YOU GOT YOUR NEW PET!</span>"<br/><div class="bbTable">
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Pichu would growl as he faced the older man. Ashley would sigh turning, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(246, 96, 171)">"He is not a pet....Mister is my friend and kind of needs me he is a baby after all." </span>The dad crossed his arms furious. The bodyguard muttered softly, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Miss Dresden....Mike....Mister...head into the dressing room I have this..</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">."</span> The dad stepped closer, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)">I AM HER MANAGER YOU ARE HIRED BY ME TO KEEP HER IN LINE!" </span><br/>
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Samsun sighs, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Mr. Dresden....her contract ends when she turns legal age....which has already happened. Tonight is her last night....As my last night protecting Ashley let me say what has been on my mind for the last couple years....You're a fucking asshole and I hope you choke on your greed. You dare hinder Ashley for who she is after tonight and I will personally make your life a living hell.....now get out of this dressing room or I will make the concert be cancelled by causing a scene."</span><br/>
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</div><br/>Mr. Dresden would growl as he stepped out shutting the door. He took a few deep breathes looking at photos of his wife and of his daughter before growling and sliding them in stepping out towards the stage and through the curtains,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)"> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">"Alright ladies and gentlemen welcome to a night you will never forget. The final concert of Ashley Dresden...let's all act proper and give her an amazing farewell before she heads off on her own and away from the limelight!"</span><br/><br/>Samsun back in the dressing room  would glance over as he spoke up with a bit of concern,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">Keep in touch you two and Ashley....do check in on your dad....he may act greedy but he still does care underneath his tough guy act."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"><br/>
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