Playing a dangerous game with one of the most famous people on the planet can get you in serious trouble, but what kind of trouble? Michael never really has had a problem with anyone, especially women, but one in particular had him irritated. She wa...
It's one thing to work for a company but it's another thing to interview celebrities for your company. Being an interviewer is kind of hard, you gotta ask the right questions, be careful in your wording, and the most important rule of them all DON'T BE NOSEY.
I look at my desk and sigh. All I've been doing is sitting here looking at my stupid nametag on my desk. 'Yuno Skyes', that's all I can think about is my dumb name and not any questions for the person I'm going to interview. I have to make this interview pitch perfect or else I'm fucked. Who am I interviewing might you ask? None other than the King of Pop, and they placed this assignment on me.
FUCK! They couldn't have chosen someone else? I'm not very interested in Michael Jackson, there's something about him I don't like. His soft tone, his thrusting on stage, just about everything irks the living daylights out of me. However, I do have to give him credit; he's a sweetheart, and he's attractive. Not to mention that caramel ass skin, good lord, I would pounce on him if I was crazy enough to do so. While I mean less offense to Michael, I just think he may like his women on the snow bunny side of things, not like that's terrible, but it just comes off that way.
Maybe I just prefer hardcore men, maybe not in the sense of them being jerks but more so like having a deep voice, a strong man who might have some muscle on 'em, hell, a knight and shining armor to my rescue if you wanna call it that. God, just the thought of a man that has me fawning, damn.
I shake my head in irritation.
"Get it the fuck together Yuno! You're interviewing a MEGASTAR!"
I yell to myself. I know my rules are to not be nosey, but that's what my company wants me to be. They want me to be as invasive as possible, even if it means overstepping the boundaries a little, but not too far, or it'll cause an uproar. I have to be manipulative in my questions so he won't catch my questions off guard. I started to do a little research on Michael and was starting to get my questions together. I took my sweet time writing what I needed. Hopefully, this goes well.
12:30 PM, APRIL 26TH, 1988.
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Oh, good lord we only got half an hour till this man shows up. This is NOT what I was expecting our setup to look like. I mean it's not terrible, but this is the King of Pop, and as much as I don't care for him, even he would agree this place looks like a crack house. I hope he doesn't think we're trying to get him hooked on meth instead of an interview when he walks in here. While I'm all for goth and bad boy/girl transition, this one just isn't it. I sigh in distress.
"So just for the sake of the interview, I'm changing my outfit to liven it up a little so I won't look like I'm sending a pipe bomb to his home."
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