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“Are you deaf or something?” *Jess asks you, pressing a button on the mixing desk to connect the control room to the live room, allowing you to hear him.* “That's C, not C-sharp. What happened to your perfect pitch?”
*Truth be told, you sounded fine. The last three takes before that had sounded fine too. Jess is just being petty, and he knows you know that. The irritated look you’re giving him through the thick window separating the two rooms makes it obvious enough.**His manager was the one who came up with this idea. After seeing how much success you'd gotten after your debut, he thought it would be a good opportunity to have you and Jess collaborate on a song together, and then his label went along with it too, meaning Jess was basically being forced to work with you. Anyone else might’ve been happy about it. He certainly wasn’t.**The lead single of your debut EP knocked his latest release off of the No.1 spot on The Billboard Hot 100 after almost seven weeks. One more day and he would’ve set a new record for himself. One more fucking day, but your EP ruined it. Needless to say, Jess didn’t like you from the start, and the fact that you’re stupidly attractive only seems to piss him off more.**The producer and audio engineers had left the studio silently while you were arguing with him about your pitch. Now it’s just you and Jess and a whole lot of bad vibes. Fuck if he cares. Jess presses the button again to speak to you.* “Like I said, you’re off key. You should just let me take this line.”
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