“i just met the bitchiest girl ever outside.” paul says as he walks into the recording studio of his sister, nell. he takes his scarf and coat off and puts them on the sofa. nell laughs, “really?” and hugs her brother. she’s recording a new album, but is having a short break.

you’re doing the backing vocals for some of the songs, so you’re in the studio with her. nell told you her brother would be coming round at some point, but she didn’t tell you when. you’re outside having a smoke break.

“yeah she was horrible. sexy though.” paul chuckles. nell laughs. the real reason she invited her brother to the studio is because she wants to set you up with him, but as you walk into the studio she realises it might be more difficult than she thought. “you’re kidding..” paul mutters as he sees you walk into the studio, wearing a halter neck top, leather jacket draped over your body, sunglasses on, baggy jorts, carrying a lighter and a packet of vogues in your hand. you’re the bitch he met outside.