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Breaking News (Fred Coury)

Fred Coury was in the middle of an important interview with Cinderella—well, Cinderella the band, not the fairy tale. The interview was set up to promote their latest album and give fans an inside look at what's been happening behind the scenes. Fred, ever the professional, was sitting with Jeff Labar, Eric Brittingham, and Tom Keifer, answering questions with his usual charisma.

The room was filled with excitement, but there was a cloud hanging over Fred's mood. That cloud was me. As Fred's girlfriend, I was feeling unusually irritable today, and it wasn't helping the already tense atmosphere. I was sitting off to the side, my arms folded and my foot tapping impatiently.

"Welcome, Fred! It's fantastic to have you here," Lisa, the interviewer, said with a bright smile. "So, how has the tour been treating you?"

Fred, always the gentleman, leaned forward and began his well-rehearsed spiel. "Oh, it's been incredible. We've had such an amazing response from the fans. We're thrilled with how everything's going."

I rolled my eyes, not exactly in the mood for band-related praise. Fred glanced at me and tried to gauge what was wrong, but I was too wrapped up in my own frustration.

Lisa, oblivious to the growing tension, pressed on. "That's great to hear! What's been the highlight of this tour for you?"

Fred started to answer, but my irritation boiled over. "Highlight? Probably when you're not talking about him," I muttered under my breath, loud enough for Fred to hear.

Fred's face tightened. He looked at me with a mix of annoyance and confusion. "What did you just say?"

Lisa's smile faltered as she noticed the shift in the room. "Is everything alright?"

"No, it's not," Fred snapped, clearly frustrated. "It's really hard to focus on this interview when you're sitting there acting like you've got a problem with me."

I stood up abruptly, my frustration reaching its peak. "Oh, so now I'm the problem? Maybe if you actually paid attention to what's going on with me, you'd understand why I'm upset!"

Fred's eyes widened in disbelief. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you seriously doing this now?"

Lisa tried to step in, her voice gentle but firm. "Okay, let's all take a deep breath. Fred, why don't you step outside for a moment? I'll chat with y/n and see if we can sort things out."

As Fred stormed out of the room, Jeff Labar, Eric Brittingham, and Tom Keifer exchanged worried glances. Jeff leaned over to Eric and whispered, "What's going on with those two?"

Eric shrugged, clearly as puzzled as the rest of us. "Beats me. But it's obvious something's not right."

Tom, ever the mediator, tried to calm things down. "Let's just give them a few minutes. We've got to get through this."

Outside the room, Fred paced back and forth, clearly seething. I followed him out, my heart pounding. "Fred, wait! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lose my temper like that."

Fred stopped pacing and turned to me, his anger softening slightly. "It's just hard to deal with this when I'm trying to focus on work and you're clearly upset. I don't know how to help you if you won't tell me what's wrong."

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. "I'm sorry. I've been feeling overwhelmed, and I took it out on you. It's not fair to you or the band."

Fred's expression softened, and he pulled me into a tight embrace. "It's okay. We'll work through this together. But you've got to let me in."

Inside the room, the band members were waiting anxiously. Tom tried to keep the conversation going with Lisa, but it was clear the mood had shifted. "I hope everything's alright," Tom said, trying to sound upbeat. "We don't want to keep you waiting."

As Fred and I returned to the interview room, Lisa looked at us with a mixture of concern and relief. "Everything okay now?"

Fred gave a small nod. "Yeah. We're good. Let's continue."

Jeff, Eric, and Tom were still exchanging glances, their curiosity piqued by the earlier drama. "You guys need anything from us?" Jeff asked, his tone friendly but clearly trying to be supportive.

"No, we're all set," Fred replied, giving a reassuring smile.

The interview resumed, and while there was a palpable shift in the atmosphere, the band managed to finish up with a sense of professionalism. Lisa wrapped things up with a cheerful goodbye, and as the cameras and lights were packed away, the band members took a moment to regroup.

Fred and I stood together, sharing a quiet moment away from the hustle and bustle of the studio. The tension had eased, but there was still a lot to work through.

As we walked out of the studio hand in hand, the band members gave us encouraging nods. It wasn't a perfect resolution, but it was a start. And as we stepped into the bustling world outside, I knew that with patience and understanding, we'd find our way through the challenges together.