Lord have mercy, being the manager of two very dramatic popstars wasn't the brightest job.

But, hey.. atleast one of them was slightly sane.

You were in the dressing room with Veneer, while his sister was off god knows where, doing her own thing.

"Could you pass me those earrings, sugar?" he hummed, pointing to the jewelry on the coffee table..

which you complied and brought it over to him ─ he was in front of the vanity mirror, in a robe doing his hair and make-up.