<div align="center">(https://imgur.com/kiWjJYh.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">~~~ How sad how things can get out of control so quickly. One moment you're having the time of your life with people you trust, and the rest you're left feeling alone, isolated from the past and your actions to keep sane. Holding back the urge to bite his lip, Julie-Pierre glanced back at his phone. Emotions took over his frame, manners nonexistent as he leaned forward, elbows on the table with a hand holding his head in melancholy. Blankly he gawked at the screen in wait, the rain hitting the windows relaxing yet all the same repulsive.<br/><br/>~~~ When would there be a night that it wouldn't rain? Was it some omen? He didn't know.<br/><br/>~~~ But there was one specific person too adamant to keep positive through it.<br/><br/>~~~ The albino didn't expect a broad hand gently coming to his shoulder. Even with the slow gesture it shocked him, pink eyes widening with a jolt.<br/><br/>~~~ <strong>"O-oh! Julie, I'm sorry, I didn't want to scare you."</strong><br/><br/>~~~ It took everything to not scowl at the auburn.<br/><br/>~~~ <strong>"Are you alright? You're especially distant today."</strong><br/><br/>~~~ Julie-Pierre sighed, lips curling down as he shook his head, retracting his face from his palm so he could comb his fingers through his bangs in self-comfort. <strong>"N-no, not really,"</strong> he muttered. <strong>"But... I think I'll be alright."</strong><br/><br/>~~~ Meyolt frowned, gaze turning more blue with concern.<strong> "Julie-Pierre,"</strong> he sighed, seeing one of the near crewmembers leave his seat and taking the opportunity to sit beside his distraught friend, <strong>"I know what she did was really... 'orrible. None of us expected that from her. I can't even explain how guilty I feel for allowing someone like that into our workforce."</strong> A hand extended to the shorter male. <strong>"I want you to know that you have all of us to help you, okay? I have the bosses taking extra care of background checks this time for new members, alright? If there is still any problem with anyone, please don't hesitate to tell me."</strong> Scooting himself to the table for a moment, his hand was left open in patient wait, expression almost fatherly.<br/><br/>~~~ Julie-Pierre left dumbfounded, he felt his phone buzz in his hand. The sheer truth of the rockstar's kindness was still something he couldn't get used to. It had to be fake, it had to be some sort of rouse. Stage performers were all actors, no?  So that meant they were all con-artists. Sometimes, though, the albino wasn't quite sure if his logic was.. right. Gulping the extra salvation, he reached for his tea and took a drink, shoulders stiff as he looked so helpless before the wise creature before him.<br/><br/>~~~ What was he going to do...?<br/><br/>~~~ Taking note of the other's reluctance, Meyolt smiled, closing his eyes as he slowly retracted his hand. <strong>"I understand,"</strong> he said, nodding. <strong>"We can talk later if you would like."</strong> He couldn't help but point at the other's phone. <strong>"You should probably check your phone, then. I'm sure your friend would love to hear from you."</strong><br/><br/>~~~ Confused, Julie-Pierre looked at his phone, pressing a button to light up the screen. Sure enough, there was a text. How did he miss the buzz? "O-oh, uh... thanks," he said, keeping his glance from the auburn.<br/><br/>~~~ Meyolt nodded again, slowly moving from the seat -- not wanting the screeching of wood on hard floor to scare anyone nearby. <strong>"I hope your friend can help you,"</strong> he commended. <strong>"I know you're far closer to them than us. They must make you feel at home."</strong><br/><br/>~~~ Oh, he had no idea...<br/><br/>~~~ <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">"What are the details?"</span><br/><br/>~~~ Julie-Pierre's smile grew instantly with the sight of the name that came with the text. His eyes lit up, chest growing tight, cheeks raising as he took in a deep breath. The emotion was too much, feeling a violent pinch in his head but thinking nothing of it -- though it did make his eye twitch. Nevertheless his thumbs frantically moved, replying to the text, everyone and everything else around him tuned out:<br/><br/>~~~ <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">"One of our bodyguards got fired late yesterday. it was kind of my fault, though... But, my coworkers are really nice and I talk a lot about you to them, so they already know you're a good worker. I think it'd be great for you to join the crew!"</span><br/><br/>~~~ "Join the crew...?" Was that stupid rockstar rubbing off on him that much?<br/></span>