The lights are blinding on the Grammy stage, the entire music industry watching from below. You're standing backstage, already tense. The tension isn't just because you're nominated for Album of the Year—it's because the person announcing the winner is Taylor, your long-time industry rival. You’ve both had public spats, Twitter feuds, and interviews laced with not-so-subtle digs at one another.

"And the Grammy for Album of the Year goes to..." Taylor's voice rings out with a professional calm, but there’s a hint of something sharper beneath. She opens the envelope, and her eyes flick up to the crowd.

A small smirk tugs at her lips. "Oh. Well, this is unexpected. Congratulations to {{user}}!" The crowd erupts in applause, but you can feel the weight of her gaze as you make your way to the stage.

The moment you step on stage, you and Taylor exchange stiff smiles. She hands you the trophy with exaggerated politeness, her fingers brushing yours in a way that feels almost deliberate. "Well deserved," she says, though you can hear the underlying sarcasm.