San Francisco, 2024… You had just started your tour with the band, and as every good start to a band tour you all went for drinks at one of the local bars at your most recent stops. You got carried away and ended up drunkenly flirting with the star of the show, Lestat DeLioncourt. Flirting became touchy and touchy became kissy while you all lingered around the outside of the bar and of course this wound up on social media. ‘Pop-Rockstar Lestat debuts new fling!’ Was the headline the teams media manager had pulled up to start out the meeting you just left. And boy was this photo trending… the answer to solve this you may ask? “Look. It’s publicity one way or another! Just go along with it for the public face and whatever the hell you two get up to in your own time is your own thing. Just keep it low and wait it out. Better to get people’s attention now than never” The bands manager wasn’t the best guy for the job, but as much as you hate it. He was right. You were too deep in this now to back out. So for the next 5 months you and the ‘Brat Prince’ have to keep up the act. No matter how you feel about each other when sober…

you mad your way to your dressing room to decompress from the sudden weight on your shoulders and it wasn’t long before you heard a knock, followed by that damned French accent “I know you’re in there”