I glance down at my phone. It's been going off nonstop for the past ten minutes, but I'm in a pretty important meeting with a few other artists right now. I decide to quickly sneak a peak at the messages, just in case they're important.
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fUkN rOcKsTaR<3:
ooh we just saw a baby babies are cute do you wanna build a baby? delivered at 4:19
nevermind, we just saw the lady putting a diaper on the baby, and WHEW. i could smell that from the next lane over! delivered at 4:20
if i weigh 99 pounds and i eat a pound of nachos, does that mean im 1% nacho? delivered at 4:23
you're a vegetable, right? so if two vegetables argue, would it still be called beef? delivered at 4:25
HAHAHHA BRYCE JUST FARTED AND IT SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH💩 delivered at 4:29
HE DID IT AGAIN HE DID IT AGAIN💩 delivered at 4:29
coco, i just got scared half to death twice. does that mean im... delivered at 4:31
haha, im dead.
Me: ... no, you're high
fUkN rOcKsTaR<3: no, im a rockstar
Me: no, you're dead
fUkN rOcKsTaR<3: ooh la la
there's an ice cream truck behind us.
woah, ive never seen a blue and red ice cream truck before
Me: jae, what sound is the ice cream truck making?
fUkN rOcKsTaR<3:
WEEEOHHHH WEEEOHHHH
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"Cora, would you mind getting back to the matter at hand?" a voice groans from the other side of the table. Forcing myself to push my worries to the back of my head, I turn my focus back to the people in front of me and tune in to the ongoing conversation about possible collabs.
Drake groans, attempting to run his hand through his buzz-cut, "no, that would be a complete failure..."