4.ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀᴀ

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✧・゚: *✧・゚:* 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮: 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝔀 *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

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✧・゚: *✧・゚:* 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮: 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝔀 *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

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⚠️ A/N: THIS ONES PRETTY LONG SO IF YOU DONT LIKE READING A LOT THIS ONES PROBABLY NOT FOR YOU. ⚠️

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A/N: A small backstory, you have recently been signed to both Columbia Records and Syco Records so in order to meet more artists from the label, your manager advised you to attend a party that one of the bands under the label was throwing.

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You had been at this party for less than an hour and you already wanted to go home.

Your manager had advised you to attend a party that a band under their label, Prettymuch (who you had never heard of), was throwing. She wanted to you to make friends with other artists in the label for potential collaborations but thus far, no one had even noticed that you had arrived. Most everyone was outside since it was summer and it was a barbecue/pool party, so you decided to stay in the kitchen by yourself.

"Hello, pretty woman!" an older man walked over to you.

"Uh, hello," you responded.

"Can I offer you a drink?" he asked, picking up a Solo cup and pouring punch in it.

"No, I'm good," you answered, not knowing if anyone had spiked it or if he was going to drug you.

"Aw, come on. Just one drink?"

"No, thanks," you spoke more seriously this time.

"Here, take it," he tried to force it into your hand, splashing it all over your top.

"Come on, dude. She said she didn't want any," you heard a voice say.

You turned to see a man, much shorter than the guy that was trying to hand you a drink. His hair was combed almost perfectly and he was wearing black stud earrings.

"What are you gonna do about it?" the first guy threatened.

"Security!" the smaller guy rolled his eyes.

Just then, two security guards walked over and escorted the bigger guy outside.

"Hey, are you okay?" the second man asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

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