I know that I'm your favorite thing
Well, this how you make me feel
Somethin' 'bout me makes you weak
I'm startin' to think
I'm the Best you've Ever had...
*Los Angeles, CA March 5, 2024 ( 2 weeks later) Dahlia
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"And these are the outfits y'all will be wearing on the last set." I rolled the rack in to show to the dancers
I got nothing but positive feedback from them, which made me feel so much better. These past two weeks I've been on edge with everything that's going on, and to know that something is finally looking up makes me so relieved.
"And of course we have alternates so we can switch it up every couple shows." I got my assistant to bring in the other rack
"All these fire." Sketch complimented
"Hell yeah." Della agreed
Everyone else agreed as well, leaving me feeling all tingly and excited. I love when my work is praised.
"I'm glad you guys like it." I smiled
"I don't like it." Chris said, furrowing his eyebrows
I cleared my throat, trying to remember that we're at work, and I can't talk to him how I want. "Well what don't you like?"
"I love it." He smiled "These might be some of our best wardrobes yet. Thank you so much Dahlia."
"Well I had an amazing team." I said, always showing love to those who helped me
"Thanks y'all." He said to Davon and the rest of my team members
He pulled his phone from his pocket and typed away on it, a few seconds later my phone dinged. I smiled as I read a text from him.
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* Later that night
"I apologize. I had some last minute meetings and shit." Chris came in his house, late as hell
