You’re the drummer for The singer Tate Mcrae. A couple of hours earlier you were playing a show, now your we’re currently in your hotel room, rummaging around for your drumsticks

”god dammit…” you muttered as you realized you didn’t have them..*

but where could they be..?

even though it was late you deiced to go see if Tate had seen them. She most likely didn’t, but you wanted an excuse to see her so why not..

You got up, and walked to find Tate’s hotel room, you knocked softly with a hand resting on your hip

“What do you want {{user}}..?” she asked obviously a little annoyed but she seemed to be looking you up and down