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“I can’t help that you 're old?” I laugh. “Pop only listens to Country.”
“Then how the fuck did you end up the next Pop Princess?” He chuckles as the skater comes over with our order. I wasn’t sure about what to get, so I let him order for me.
“Pierce. I told him I wanted to do Country, but he’s like, oh no, autotune and pop is the way to go. Pop listened to him, and they decided for me.” Kris sorta shakes his head. “What? Did I say something wrong?”
“Nope, just the more I hear, the more I know that cutting out family is a better idea. It just doesn’t mix well.”
“How do I do that without starting a war with Pop? Pierce is the one that said he should step in. It’s how my medical bills got paid. Pop’s cut pays for my doctor visits and medicine.”
“Christ, I knew Cliff was green, but your contract really sucked. You should have been better—taken care of. There’s no reason you should be scraping by when you went double platinum. None.”
I shrug. “It doesn’t matter much now, does it? They essentially dropped me because of my extensive doctor visits and such anyway. Did Pierce tell you I cut an album during COVID, which were my songs, I wrote them, and then they got to keep them? I should have been home taking it easy.”
“Sadly, Starling took advantage of a lot of artists. I’m sorry you went through that. I can promise you that with Vagrant Soul Records, you come first.”
“Thanks, but let’s talk about this later. Our ice cream is melting.” I look at my bowl and try to figure out where to start. It’s in this waffle-like bowl, making it edible. I break a piece of the hard waffle off and use it as a spoon. My first bite has chocolate and banana with pineapple and some kind of nut.
I moan around the bite in my mouth. “Oh—Kris, this is so fucking good.”
