Meeting

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"A void. You want to write a song about a void?" Manager gives SuA the G L A R E, so I have to step in.

"Ahhh actually we thought it was more like being sucked into a dream when you're not dreaming...the idea occurred to me when I woke up this morning so I told Dami and she started working on a rap. Then after lunch SuA tried singing to a similar beat and you walked in..." i fidget uncomfortably under his icy gaze.

"Fine. But if it's not good we're scrapping it and going back to using other songwriters. We cant have shit songs. Understand?!" Spittle flies from his house as we nod and I sigh.

Dance practice flies by as we perfect the Deja Vu and Chase Me choreography.

Dinnertime is bland and tasteless, the comeback diet means I am surviving off of celery.

Daily weighing.

Bedtime.

I sink into the soft sheets of my bed with every muscle in my body becoming limp like an egg noodle. Even my eyelids flutter shut and my last thought before I pass out is that I'm crying

Sorry It's really short there's a longer chapter coming in a little bit. I havent updated for ages and now I feel bad.

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