Leather pants might be wipe clean, but the rest is going to take some work. This cool put-together version of me didn’t even last five minutes in the real world.ĭean passes me a wad of napkins. Or Anne’s designer white silk shirt, as the case may be. Though it doesn’t just fall, it slides down the front of my white silk shirt. And the salmon sashimi topped with pickled ginger, wasabi, and a dash of soy sauce somehow slips and goes into freefall. “Lizzo has done a lot for positive flute representation in the media lately.”Īnd that’s when it happens. “I played flute in my middle school band.” What with them being one of my favorite bands and all,” he says. It’s nice to finally get to be the producer steering the process. I’ve worked with the guys a couple of times over the years. “How did your first day in the studio go?” The girls suggested asking him lots of questions about himself. My hands are only shaking a little from nerves. “Yeah.” Not sure if mentioning her name is a good idea or not. “It was good of you to organize this,” he says. We sit on the sofa and pick up the chopsticks. I would high-five myself if he wasn’t watching. Despite all of these distractions, I manage to carry the platter to the living room without tripping in the high heels. Hence my brain going into meltdown and my hormones running wild. But it’s been a while since I felt anything similar. I need to calm down and do some deep breathing. Like my heart is filled with heat and my rib cage has grown wings or something. His smile and the way it lights his gaze makes me giddy. “I’ll look forward to it,” he takes a sip and then gives me a slow smile. This is where my practiced lines run out, however, and I have to start winging it. “Pop-Tarts are still on the menu for breakfast.” “But don’t let it go to your head,” I blurt out. Thanks,” he takes it and starts to look a bit intense, which makes me more nervous. “Consider this your welcome dinner.” I follow and pour him a glass of sake. “You’ve gone to some effort,” he says as he walks over to the sofa. Glasses, napkins, plates, and a bottle of sake sit waiting on the coffee table. I pull the platter of sushi out of the fridge and nod to the sofa.
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