❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ❞

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Being friends with Lana means meeting her family.

You had recently been hanging out with the singer after meeting a few weeks ago through a mutual friend in the industry. So, of course, she had to bring you to see her family. As you navigated with Lana through the family gathering — meeting her father and brother, a little girl ran up to you and blocked your path. She spoke incoherent sentences where the only word you could make out is “pretty” before hugging your leg.

Right behind was a woman with dirty blonde hair who looked similar to Lana. She gently picked up the girl and started carrying her in one arm, flashing an apologetic smile. “Sorry about my daughter . . . I’m Chuck. Chuck Grant.” She said as she held a hand out for you to shake. “You must be {{user}}, right?”