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Emerson's p.o.v

I don't get a response back and, it's not like I care but...

"10 minutes till Showtime!" our manager pops in and says to me. I nod and walk to the mirror, inspecting my appearance. Well done to our stylists.

Not everyone has the power to change a disheveled man into a rockstar.

Remington rushes in and hands me his phone, "Look at this!!"

I roll my eyes before grabbing his phone and looking down at what he wants me to see, "The starbucks girl?"

"Yeah! The Starbucks girl." he repeats, I look at him confused. Feeling a slight headache coming on. Great. Just before we perform for 2 hours.

"How do you know her?" I ask, panic setting it,"Did you go through my pho-"

Remington pulling his phone back and rolls his eyes. "You're not the only one who drinks coffee."

"That doesn't answer my question!" I sigh.

"I answered one. Who said I must answer both." He states as matter of fact and smirks at me before leaving in the room.


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