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“I’m serious. You’re telling me you’re going to have a drink at a bar with a milkmaid.”
“I just wanted to make sure you’re okay with it?”
“Okay with what?” Phoebe butts in.
“Liam’s getting laid by the milkmaid tonight.”
“Oh, Jesus, Mills!” Liam bows his head, his messy, long hair falling over his eyes as he raises his hands to cover them. “The whole town heard that.”
“Listen, I’m okay, all right?” I try my best to reassure him, feeling slightly annoyed that everyone fusses over my mental state as if I’m some broken bird. “This trip is all about us finding ourselves. If you find yourself inside a milkmaid, then props to you.”
“At least you know she’ll be good at the tugging,” Phoebe adds, jabbing Liam in the ribs which he absolutely hates.
Scowling, I push her aside and begin walking to the hostel.
The hostel is the same as the others we’ve stayed in, clean and nothing inside too nasty.
We quickly dump our stuff, take turns having a shower, then head to a local eatery for a quick bite before walking toward the venue where Flynn will perform.
Flynn has given us backstage passes. With a million security checks cleared, we finally make it backstage and follow the security guard toward where Flynn is getting ready.
The security dude knocks on the dressing room door and is greeted by Flynn. I jump to him, wrapping my arms around his waist so tight and not letting go.
“Missed me, huh?”
“I did, you goof.” I pull away, staring at his face with the proudest grin, my cheeks beginning to hurt from how much I’m smiling.
He has a beard. It’s darker than the shade of his hair, and it’s thick around his normally baby face. It makes him look older.
There’s another piercing on his eyebrow but all in all, he’s still my baby brother through and through. “Flynn, I’m so proud of you.”
“I know, Milly, but I kinda gotta tell you something, maybe in private…”
The door swings open. A woman, dressed all in black with fierce brows and carrying a clipboard, yells orders at Flynn, giving him one minute to get out of here before leaving the room.
“Geez, rude much? Who is she?”
“My manager. She’s doing my head in. You want her job? I swear, Milly, she’s a beast and doesn’t get me. Okay, listen, I need to rush but what I want to say is… Milly, he’s really hurting.”
I remain dead silent.
“He’s not in good shape. You leaving him, it killed him. And I know what you’re thinking… look, I asked him for that pill, okay? I had such bad anxiety and didn’t know what else to do.”
“You could have asked me for help,” I uttered, playing with my bracelet, nervously.
“You had your own thing going on. Listen, I’m just saying that back home, there’s a man broken because you left him. We’re aren’t all perfect, Mill’s. Just think about it, okay?”
His manager barrels through the door again, “Flynn! Now.”
Frustrated as he rolls his eyes, kisses me quickly on the forehead then runs out, leaving the three of us in the room.
“You’d make a great manager, Milly. You’re organized, and you’d get to travel… not too shabby.” Phoebe winks.
“And you can be my assistant. We can tour the world together.” I laugh, the thought of us two doing such a thing seems ridiculous.
Phoebe giggles. “What about milk-boy over here?”
“That’s it, I’m done with you two. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to grab some beers and enjoy myself.”
