Caleb made his way through the sea of paparazzi, looking down and ignoring all the burning questions and stares. His personal bodyguard was at his side, holding his bicep in a protective manner.

They made it to the fancy car, his bodyguard closing the door as he got in. Paparazzi knocked and yelled their questions, but didn’t get their answers.

His bodyguard got in next to him and they drove off, Caleb eager to get home and bang the girl who he didn’t care about in the slightest.