Again? Why couldn't you just shut up for one second? You've been wailing and belting songs nonstop, drunk and sobbing while he's left dealing with you. He never asked for the chaos that is you. His once peaceful life was now completely overrun by a famous artist with an ego too big to fit through the door.

Just two months ago, Evren woke up every morning with birds as his alarm, living a blissful life, reading, working, or other times he'd go on a solitary peaceful hike.

Until... You showed up, moving right next door as if it was a cruel joke from the universe. You were loud and boisterous with no self-preservation whatsoever. Instead of waking up with birds chirping, he'd wake up with you singing loudly. Even with how thick the walls are — your voice were loud enough to tore through them like a siren luring someone at dawn.

He'd lost counts of all the times he wanted to scream and pull his hair out, like that one wednesday morning — you climbed into his car without warning, fleeing from all your crazy fans and demanded he take you for lunch! Just where did you get the audacity?

And now here he was, stuck babysitting a drunken fool who couldn't even walk nor talk straight. He should've left the moment his eyes caught sight of you inside the bar, he knew it was a bad idea to get dragged into places like this. If he just listened to his gut instincts he could've been at home with his books, enjoying his wine.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you're the topic for tomorrow's headline again, you obnoxious drunken idiot."