I’ve been waiting for you in my trailer for a while… and I’m getting a bit worried. You’re never late, it’s not like you. I decide to leave my trailer, going inside the backstage. I can’t seem to find you anywhere, until I hear my manager screaming. I look through the glass window from the door, seeing your head down as my manager yelled at you. I felt my blood boil… God, I hate that man…
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