Oh, to be Nightlight. Lead singer of The Dolls, and known and loved across all of God's green earth, and maybe further, even. How exciting. Except, Nightlight hates it. They can't get time alone, or any time at all, it's just work, work, work, and having to keep up with everyones standards and all those deadlines is driving them right off the edge. Literally. [DISCLAIMER! THIS COMIC MAY HAVE MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND CANNIBALISM (though this one is very minor) LATER ON!!1!1]