in which deb never sets her musician friend up with ciarán for the sake of "helping her work on her upcoming album", in hopes that love would blossom between them.
ciarán: yo who is this *image*
deb: oh lmao thats my friend she does music too, why
c...
"yo deb, this music's pretty good.. maybe i should start listening to korean bedroom-pop kinda shit like this," ciarán said with a chuckle as he slumped on the couch in deb's little home studio, hands in his hoodie pockets while bopping his head gently.
"duh, i have good music taste," deb said with a huff, rolling her eyes as she rolled towards his direction on a wheely chair.
"this music's actually by a cool friend of mine, maybe we could meet up and work on something someday, ya know?" ciarán shook his head. "i don't know man, i'd have to be their friend first... Speaking of working, we should probably start working on that new track of yours. 'stone cold', remember, idiot?" "right right, let's get started, big boy!" deb chirped, hopping off the wheely chair to fetch the lyrics she wrote down.
ivy's pov
with hands on my hips, i huffed as i looked at my newly decorated apartment proudly. i moved to LA a few months ago, but never had the chance to properly decorate the place till now. i had set up a little studio in one of the rooms to record, and I couldn't wait to start creating new shit now that I had a fresh start in america. although my past life in korea was pretty good, i wanted to expand my horizons and work with new artists now that the music industry over there has become increasingly... saturated. i didn't feel like i fit into the korean music scene, so i decided to come to the "city of angels" and make music in english to try my luck. in my few months of living here, i had already become friends with various artists with music that has a similar vibe to mine, such as deb never and clairo.
speaking of deb, we promised to hang later, so i started getting ready. hmmm... maybe a neutral, blush-y makeup look? with a simple black shirt, skirt and blazer if i get cold? you can't go wrong with that.. i thought to myself as i rummaged through my wardrobe. after getting ready, i looked in the mirror. damn, i look hella fine heheh. whipping my phone out, i posed to take a selfie.
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ivyliiii @debnever don't be late hoe
Comments:
@debnever damn girl u look this good for what :/ im gonna look like a raisin next to u later
@clairo omg ur so hot wtf
@user 1 hey queen drop the skincare routine sis!!
@user 2 drop the album now pls
@user 3 come back to korea pls u aint gonna make it over there in la
@user 4 @user3 stfu shes thriving rn let her do what she wants
later in the day
"hey bae!" deb hugged ivy as she bounded up to her outside the cafe they agreed to meet at. ivy grinned and joked, "damn girl, you're actually on time for once. who are you and what did you do to the real deb never?"
deb rolled her eyes as they walked into the cafe together. "shut up, I was working on music with a friend who lives close by earlier. so how's your music going? you've been working on lyrics, haven't you?" "yea, but... i don't know, i'm not used to producing all my work alone. some producer friends of mine usually help me out back in korea, so i'll have to get used to that," ivy said with a sigh.
"oh! maybe i can introduce you to some of my friends. you know the boyband brockhampton? they have a bunch of talented producers, maybe i can introduce you to them!" deb said with a smile. "hmm... maybe? brockhampton's pretty big though, aren't they? i'm not sure if they would want to work with someone like me. also, I'd have to be their friend first..." ivy bit her lip.
deb chuckled slightly at that, and ivy tilted her head in confusion. "What, did i say something funny?" "nah, you just reminded me of someone. Anyway, let's order now, yea?" "sure! I've been craving those matcha cakes they sell in here..."
ciarán's pov
after working with deb on her new single at her place, i went back to my own apartment, which was close by. as i slumped down on my sofa while scrolling through instagram, i saw deb post on her story. upon clicking on it, i saw a pretty black haired girl with a slightly surprised expression at a cafe. @ ivyliiii, huh?
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clicking into the tagged username, i started stalking the girl's instagram. "damn, she's cute," i muttered, scrolling through numerous selfies. how does deb know all these pretty girls yet i don't? unfair. screenshotting the most recent picture with the caption "don't be late hoe" with deb tagged, i sent it to deb.
ciarán: yo who is this *image*
deb: oh lmao thats my friend she does music too, why
ciarán: ... shes hot
deb: omg
ciarán: wait are u with her rn dont tell her or else
deb: remember the chill korean music i was playing last time? thats her lol
ciarán: damn shes cute AND does music
why do u get to be friends with all the gorgeous girls while i only have a bunch of stinky men in the band as my friends smh
deb: hehe i'll hook yall up sometime dont worry 😈
ciarán: wait what
bitch u left me on read
ok whatever have fun on ur cafe date
no one's pov
"hey ivy?" ivy looked up at deb with a forkful of matcha cake in her mouth. "yea?"
she smirked. "i think i found the perfect person to help you with your music."
