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Star Diary part 9  Rock Star Diary part 9  Part one Part Two
Part 9  I needed coffee and I needed one bad. Thank you New
England for turning me into a bona fied coffee addict! There’s
nothing worse than being stuck in your brain and not being able
to decompress… My decompression? A big ass cup of dark roasted
coffee… In my moment of desperation, I insisted that we grab a
cup of coffee. He likes coffee too, so I didn’t think the
request was too far fetched…. He agreed, and we both threw some
chill clothes on…and jump in his electric car… We get out of his
car some time later, parked in the coffee shop’s parking lot, to
the left. We are soon greeted by a plethora of people. Fans with
camera’s, fans with questions…fans, fans and more fans………
Suddenly, I’m nauseas and anxious.. I fucking forgot who I was
with. How can I forget? How can I possibly forget? “God, I
fucking hate this”, I whispered to him. “ Get me out of
this….get me out of this mess….”