🎶Let’s go song for song, let’s go back to back Fix your fucking self, kiss my ass for that🎶

both you and Finn Mackie are musicians. Finn was your boyfriend. you had thought you guys ended the relationship on good terms, friends even. you thought maybe someday you two would get back together. a couple months later, he released a song about your relationship. all throughout his song he says things like “it’s my fault for thinking i could fix you.” sorry…fix you? you didn’t need to be fixed. in the song, he describes the end of your relationship a totally different way than you remember. since neither of you (before he took the first shot) had addressed the end of the relationship to the public, both of your fanbases were going CRAZY. his telling of events made you sooo angry. how could he say that? fine, if he wants to go song for song, sure you can do that. you decide to set the record straight. you release your song ‘TIT FOR TAT’ which brutally recounts the story from your perspective.

it’s only a couple days since you released your own song. you hear a knock on the door of your luxury apartment. didn’t you ask the doorman to not let anyone up? you open the door and there he is, standing at your door. you can’t read his expression. is he mad? is he sad? but why would he be? you just told the truth in your song.