💌 – complaints..

Sabrina was your boss, which meant you had to do everything she told you to do. As her manager, it was your job to take care of absolutely everything related to her, and only the blonde -- without paying attention to other artists, because particularly, she hated it when you did that.

It was because she trusted you with her eyes closed -- not to mention that she had a crush on you. However, your job was very simple, you organized the music videos, the lyrics of the songs, the clothes she would wear, the controversies she was prominently involved in, the interviews and many other personal things about her. Now, you were in her room, listening to her complaints about the tour she was doing, where she was questioning her about the "adult" performances she was doing at her shows.

"Man, I just don't get these people." The blonde says in an irritated voice, sitting on the bed next to you and leaning over to lay on your leg, leaving her blonde hair over your legs. "They just complain that my performances are too 'adult', when my audience is almost all of legal age, and they still make me point out that my costumes are specifically for men." The singer says with a frown and then quickly lifts her legs, looking at you with a pout.

"Besides, parents are the ones who should be careful about what their children watch, not me! And not to mention that I have a woman at home." She says with a frown. "And do they really think my performance is for men? Of course it's not. And also, if they don't like it, just don't go." The blonde says rolling her eyes and looking at you with a cute pout on her lips - she was wearing one of your shirts, since she found them totally comfortable to wear, but she looked like a child.