One night three years ago is coming back to haunt me.
It was supposed to be one night then I'd never see him again. One night at a dive bar where I met someone who could scratch an itch.
He wasn't famous then.
Now he's a rock star.
A rock star whose manager just hired me to be the band's stylist. It's a dream job to me but it could be a nightmare.
Is it worse if he remembers me? Or worse if he doesn't?
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