𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐋², jack champion

055, 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

055, 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
irl + social media
(freaking out because sabrina
has a photo with jack's avatar
co-star trinity, and the fact i
was working on a manip but i
don't need to now😮😮)

THIRD PERSON +
march 3, 2025

The sun streamed through the thin curtains of Juniper's hotel room in Columbus, Ohio, but she was already awake. She'd been lying in bed for what felt like hours, her nerves making sleep impossible. The first day of the Short n' Sweet tour was here, and the excitement was electric—almost overwhelming.

Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling her out of her thoughts. She reached for it instinctively, smiling as the screen lit up with Jack's name.

champ🤍
good morning superstar🤍
big day today!!
just wanted to let you know how
proud i am of you
wish i could be there to cheer you
on in person, but i'll be rooting for
you from here :))
you've got this june🫶🫶

Juniper's heart warmed at his words. Over the past few weeks, their conversations had been a steady presence in her life—small but meaningful exchanges that made the distance between them feel just a little smaller. She quickly typed out a reply:

june🤍
tysm champ :'))
that means the world!!
i'm nervous AS HELL
but excited too??

It didn't take long for her phone to buzz again.

champ🤍
nervous? you?
the same juniper who crushed the
eras tour in front of sold-out
stadiums???
you'll be incredible!!
this is your moment🫶

She couldn't help but laugh, his teasing tone coming through even in text form. She dialed his number without thinking, and he picked up almost immediately.

"June," Jack greeted, his voice warm and familiar despite the thousands of miles between them.

"Hey," she said softly, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "I just...needed to hear someone tell me I'm not going to screw this up."

"You're not going to screw this up," Jack said firmly. "You're Juniper Violet Wren. You've been pouring your heart and soul into this for months. Tonight's going to be unforgettable. And even if something doesn't go as planned, your fans love you because you're you. Not because you're perfect."

Juniper exhaled slowly, his words soothing her frayed nerves. "Thanks for saying that. I think I just needed a little boost."

"You've got this, June. I mean it," Jack said. "And hey, promise me you'll take a deep breath and enjoy it. This is the start of something big."

She smiled. "I promise. And thanks for answering. It means a lot."

"Always," he replied. "Now go knock 'em dead."

By late morning, Juniper was at the arena for rehearsals. The venue buzzed with activity as her team ran through last-minute checks. She moved through the halls, greeting crew members and offering encouraging smiles, but a twinge of anxiety still clung to her.

When she finally stepped into her dressing room, she stopped in her tracks. Sitting on the vanity table was a massive bouquet of tulips, their vibrant pinks and yellows brightening the space.

She blinked, surprised, and walked over to inspect them. Nestled among the blooms was a small envelope with her name on it. She pulled it free and unfolded the card inside.