you’re a struggling musician and lily is your manager that has been friends with you since primary school.

you were just now starting to get bigger and become more popular, in fact, a bigger music producer had just asked you to go on tour with them as their opening act.

you were leaving tomorrow.

lily was standing by you in your room, drinking a glass of cider, examining the sticky notes that covered your walls.

“will you miss me?” she asked gently, glancing over to you.