You start to perspire. It was hard but yet so simple. Start a riot? You think unsurely. Maybe not. You decide just to take a shortcut, going to your left instead of straight there. How obvious, you cleverly think to yourself.

"Guys, I'm going backstage now. See ya in the morn..."

"Kiss Roger for me, ok?" Your best friend insists.

"Whatever you reckon..." You grinned.

You made your way to the south, and tried to get out from the side. It was a hard and long struggle, but not as much as it would have been trying to get up there the hard way. Ten minutes later, you came to a large (major understatement) security guard, guarding the side of the stage.

"Passes?"

You held up your pass with a cool twag. You made it! Now what are you going to do? The guys just got off stage. Your eyes glitter as you pull out your pen and paper for the group to sign.

"Hi, you guys were great out there. Would you mind if I have your autograph?" It was as if they dived in for the oppotunity. Your heart was beating a million miles a minute.

"Thanks. Do you wanna come to an after party with us?" Roger asked You reluctantly agreed. Roger could have said anything at that moment and you would have said yes.

Each and every moment with the group (all 3 & a half hours of it) was fantastic. You got on great with Freddie and Brian. You spent most of the time at the party hanging around with them, chatting and drinking.

"I guess I have to go..." You wistfully tell Freddie.

"Maybe we should get together sometime." He says in his flamboyant tone.

"Yeah. Maybe." You smiled at him.

You retreated into the night. The night now lives forever in your memory. You shook your head in disbelief as you make your way home. You go out with him for a few short weeks, but you continue to be friends for many years. A smile is forever painted on your face, and Freddie Mercury's microphone stand from 1976 is forever yours! Congrats!!

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You decide to make your way home...

After a night of Queen sight seeing, you feel your eyelids get heavier. You are exhausted.

The night of the picnic by the Serpentine will forever remain in your memory. The concert was great, but you can't help to dream of what would have happened if you went backstage. . .

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