I am a city boy
You are a city girl
You date the city tool
I am a city fool.
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Millie knew this was a shitty idea.
She couldn't pass up the offer though, it was just too good. She had successfully gotten to the venue without being recognized, and now all she had to do was get in. She ended up by the back entrance and took in a deep breath.
"Knock three times and when they open the door show your ID. They'll know it's you and you'll have access to backstage."
I nodded at the words and held the phone closer to my ear.
"What if someone recognizes me?" I asked nervously.
"Then you get out of there as fast as you can and cover your face so there's no pictures of you."
"And if there is pictures taken? I don't want him to know I was there," I replied worriedly.
A sigh was heard from the other side of the call, "I thought you wanted to talk to him?"
"I'm not sure anymore," I said biting my lip.
"Well you should make up your mind so you don't panic when you get there."
"I know, I know," I said as I heard a knock on my door, "I have to go. Thank you again for doing this for me."
"Of course. Love you Millie."
I smiled weakly, "Love you too, bye."
The door swung open as soon as Millie hit it for a third time with her knuckles. She looked up at the tall man in front of her and held up her ID with a shaky hand. He nodded and opened it wider, letting her walk in without a question.
She walked down the small hallway and made a right to follow the sign that said "Dressing Rooms". She could hear music faintly, the walls around her making it sound muffled. She looked at each door, stopping in front of one that had a sign taped onto it. She held her breath as she read the name in black writing.
Calpurnia
She let out a breath and grabbed the doorknob. She was terrified. She knew he was out there performing by now. She had shown up a little late on purpose for that reason. As she opened the door she took in the small room, her eyes immediately locking on Finn's green bag that he always took with him to the studio. She swallowed as she walked towards it and looked into the unzipped opening. His phone sat on top, the screen completely shattered. She sighed, knowing that he probably did it himself. He always took care of his phone and was careful not to drop it so she was curious about how he had done that.
She caught a glimpse of something shiny and she moved the phone and whatever shirt was in the bag. Her eyebrows furrowed when she saw a bottle of vodka half empty tucked under everything. Finn was never one to drink, she thought to herself. Sure he would when they were at parties or celebrating, but that was for fun. She couldn't even imagine why he would have that in his bag now.
She took the bottle out and looked around the room, not sure about where to put it. She knew Finn was probably going to drink it for bad reasons only so she felt the need to stop him before he could. She walked out of the dressing room and closed the door softly before looking around the hallway. At the end of it there was a trash can and Millie jogged to it before putting the bottle in and covering it.
