“Hence Callan’s problem. Cody?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think I should send a mixture of music to the Majors or heavy, in-depth pieces that show my range?”
“Why not send a bit of everything? That way he can decide for himself. You should start with that ditty though. I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since you first sang it.”
“Oh, you think I should include that?”
“It’s very powerful, so yes. And Jerry Majors makes a lot of action movies, but he also does the older stuff. Remember that movie with the gladiators?”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“Your work would be perfect for that.”
“You haven’t heard my work. Not really.”
“Maybe we could change that.”
She clears her throat. “Maybe we could.”
Text Chat
Tee: When you fell for Sweet Lips, did you trust him?
Parker: Ohhh, so you’re talking to me now, are you?
Tee: I wasn’t ignoring you.
Parker: Check the date on the last message you replied to.
Parker: Bitch.
Tee: Less of the insults!! I was CREATING
Parker: What were you creating?
Tee: Music. Duh.
Tee: What else?
Parker: Never know with you. You’re smart enough for the answer to be life OR crystal meth.
Tee: Why, thank you!
Parker: You’re welcome. Weirdo
Parker: So, Zee told me something about you falling for Colt’s brother?
Tee: Yeah
*Ten minutes later*
Parker: AND?!
Tee: Nothing
Parker: Liar