Today's OneWord: Fans

Laura was surprised to see a group of fans already huddled beneath her hotel balcony. She sighed and lit a cigarette. There wasn't much noise coming from the swarm, just the slight breeze and the light tapping of rain drizzling down on the wooden paneling of her window. To the right of Laura, by the bed, a bottle of champagne was submerged in half-melted ice, slowly growing warmer and warmer with the impending summer storm.