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Prince was in his office at Paisley Park. He was working on that untitled song. He had a chorus that came to him. " Tonight I want to be somebody's somebody, Tonight I want to belong to someone (Someone),Tonight I want to be somebody's somebody, Tonight I want somebody that'll do it 'til the job gets done (Oh yeah). Prince looked down at the lyrics and a smile spread across his face... He got the title , the song was now going to be called " Somebody's somebody. Finally his song was done, but would it make it to his upcoming album?, that he didn't know.
Suddenly Prince heard a knock at his door. " Come in" he said. Ron peep his head through the door. " P, I have a message I think you might be interested in". Well it was better the calling him sir Prince thought. " Come in Ron". Ron came in. " I got a message and picture from a woman saying she accidentally got your suitcase." Let me see" Prince said. Ron handed over the phone to him. Prince opened the message . He didn't have the chance to read the message before the picture caught his attention. He had a habitat of falling in love hard when it happened and he
was getting that feeling now. She was beautiful. " You ok?" Ron asked. " Yeah" Prince said. Ron smiled " Yeah, she's beautiful, if I wasn't married..." Prince gave him a look which cause Ron to not finish that sentence . Prince then read her message. Then he wrote a message. " Are you willing to fly to Minneapolis? , if you are, I will send you more information later" then he sent the message. Ron smiled. It had been a long time since he saw his boss like this. As a married man he wanted this for his boss, to find the right woman, maybe this woman could be the one.
Meanwhile...
You just got home from work. You relaxed a little bit before deciding to start dinner. You couldn't believe that you had Prince's suitcase. You was still waiting for a response back. To get you mind off the wait you decided to cook dinner. You was in the mood for spaghetti, meatballs, and garlic bread. You turned on the radio and started cooking. All of a sudden " Adore" came on. Wow that was rare for the radio to play that. You couldn't believe it. You thoughts turned back to what happen. You wondered how did this happen. The song played on and it almost felt like he was
in the kitchen. Soon dinner was done and you eating when your phone made a buzz. You looked at it. It said, "Are you willing to fly to Minneapolis? , if you are, I will send you more information later" . You couldn't believe it, he was asking you to Minneapolis?, maybe to Paisley Park?, your fingers trembled as you typed " Yes, I'am willing to fly to minneapolis" . You sent the message. You expected to hear back maybe the next day, so you was surprised when you heard your phone buzz again . You opened the message. It said " Great, glad you can fly out here., will
send you the details tomorrow, p.s Thanks for not eating the candy bar" You eyes got big. All this time you didn't think it could have been him himself replying , but the little tease at the end was reminiscent of his known sense of humor . All day at work all you can think about is hearing back for him. But the reply wouldn't come until you got home. You heard the buzz and quickly looked at the message " When your ready, your flight is booked, somebody will be at the airport to pick you up and bring you to Paisley Park, P.S is the snickers still uneaten?" . You chucked at the message. Well, you was on you way to Paisley Park.
