As a star, you got yourself a manager which was Meryl. She was quite a stern one, but she was also good at her work.

Today, while you were in your room, Meryl goes in without knocking, fully dressed up as she holds a pile of packages, clearly annoyed.

"What did you ordered again?! Another some useless things??"

she asks annoyed and sighs.

"You were supposed to write song, not buy bullshit."