dylan grey
10:47
it was maybe 2 hours into me talking with ariana, and over the course of those couple hours i was able to wake up a bit and be more attentive. we got everything down and i was genuinely pleased when she didn't ask for anything over the top. the only things i have to think about is that she wanted a separate area of the house where it was just a big play place for her dogs, and she also wanted a nice balcony that kind of hung over the hills a bit.
we both agreed that it was best if i came and looked at the site and get measurements and look at what i have to work with. my mood was lifted just a tiny bit when she wasn't too picky and was pretty easy to work with since she didn't make things too difficult.
"okay, so i'll see you friday i guess?" i ask as i start to pack my things up and go back to my house. nothing was really happening at work besides ariana's house so it's a good time to sleep and start a bit on the house and make ideas.
"that's perfect." she smiled and put her phone back in her purse.
"so what's up with you and thursday?" she asked. i raised my eyebrow at her curiosity and zipped up my bag after i put my laptop in.
"what's up with you and getting in my personal life?" i countered. she didn't say anything else and i just picked up my bag and was about to leave the room.
"come on, i kind of saved you back there from your boss that was about to force you to go thursday." my eyes just rolled.
"date with girlfriend?" my annoyance built every time she kept asking questions and i just ignore her and make my way to the door.
"hanging out with friends-"
"bye." i slammed the door on my way out and left her there. as much as i hated admitting she was not as snobby as other people i've worked with, she is so damn annoying and in your business. it's weird.
going downstairs to my car and pulling out from the underground parking, i passed by the front doors and noticed paparazzi patiently waiting for ariana to come out with their cameras ready. some younger people who i assume we're fans also were there.
why are people so obsessed with her when all she does is go around places and sing about sex i'm guessing. i've never listened to any of her songs outside of the ones played on the radio, and they basically are all about sex.
is her music that good?
anyways, i'm going to go home and eat because all i had today was the bland coffee.
thursday
11:38 a.m
"mr. grey, could you please step up and tell us your side of the story," the judge urged me. this was nothing new so i stood up and told the same exact story word for word, like i have almost every other court.
"this happened on the night of january 28, 2008."
"dad, someone's at the door," i said, as i watched two men walk to the front door from the window. it was night time and we were in the middle of eating dinner when i noticed a number of cars pull up through our open blinded window. i felt the creeps as a mass group of men came out of the 6 vans that blocked off the front of the house, and a bunch of men stayed back while leaning on the vans.
