It was Saturday and Sebastian Daniels was nervous. The band had their second performance tonight and he was afraid the paparazzi weren’t going to be as forgiving to him in this city as they were the last time.
Sebastian tried to focus on what his manager was saying.
“Tonight’s performance is gonna be huge. All the big people will be here. Don’t mess this up.”
“Have we ever let you down, Marky?” Robert asked.
“I don’t want there to be a first time,” Mark grunted.
Robert mock saluted. “You ready for this, Seb?”
“Of course, I am. Why’d you ask me specifically?”
“The paps were brutal last time.”
Sebastian didn’t need a reminder. “I think I can handle it.”
If the paparazzi were brutal the last time, they were close to barbaric now.
They weren’t just
