Parable: Flat battery
The girls crowded around the stage door. Their ears were still ringing from the concert. What a night it had been. They’d heard all their favourite tracks: ‘Ooh baby, I love you’, ‘I love you, baby’, ‘Ooh, baby’ and ‘Love is an existential construct (but I love you baby)’. And now they were waiting for their hero, Olly Bieberlake, to come out and meet his fans.