February 22nd, 2016
7:12am

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"Sumerian Records: You've been accepted to work with Palaye Royale to help film their new music video in the beginning of March. Once you confirm this is you you'll be emailed the location the filming will be talking place."

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"Bailey Davis:  Thank you so much, this is me, Bailey Davis. Thank you for the opportunity. I hope to work with your company more in the future."

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"Sebastian Danzig:  Hey Bailey, this is Sebastian, I'm the guitarist in Palaye Royale. After recent events we're glad to see another new face on the team. I was told you're pretty new to all of this, I've lived with the other two members  for almost my whole life and I can tell you we're all very different but they're both really nice and genuine people. As long as you're kind they'll be kind back. All of us hope you find your place here and we appreciate you taking the time to work with us." 

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"Bailey Davis: Thank you so much Sebastian, I appreciate you telling me this, I hope to talk to you next month when we film. Can't wait to see what you guys can do, I listened to The Ends Beginning and I like you guys so far. I'm excited to see what you do next."

Bailey smiled at her phone, she knew that this would be a great opportunity. She pulled up her contacts and selected a number. She tucked her gray hair behind her hair as she put her phone up to her hair. The phone rang, when he answered he seemed a bit annoyed.

"Bailey, now isn't a good time," Her boyfriend Cole huffs, he always had a temper. A temper like his mother she recalled, Thanksgiving dinner last year gave that one away.

"Cole, calm down, I wanted to tell you I was accepted to work with a band in LA, I'm supposed to film with them next month." Bailey says excited.

"That's great Bay, but I have to go." He sounded out of breath through out the whole call.

"I-I'm sorry, I'll talk to you when you get out of work."

"Of course, I'll talk to you then," Cole sighs, the call ended and Bailey looked at her notifications.

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"Sebastian Danzig: I'm glad you enjoy it so far. How long have you been in LA

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"Bailey Davis:  2 months, not too long ago."

"Sebastian Danzig: I can show you the area and where we'll be recording at."

"Bailey Davis: I appreciate the request and I'm sure I could come. When do you want to meet up?"

"Sebastian Danzig: The 29th? Also, I could give you my number it will probably be much easier that way."

"Bailey Davis: Yeah that'll definitely easier, I'll be there, where are we going to meet at?"

"Sebastian Danzig: My house, or I could pick you up."

"Sebastian Danzig: Anyway, my number is, xxx-xxx-xxxx."

Bailey entered his number and texting him to confirm it's him. When he replied she smiled. They texted about their plans and where to meet. Sebastian mentioned his brothers and wanted to see if it'd be okay to meet them.

She agreed, why not get to know the band before they record, she thought.

"Sebastian, don't be hitting on Bailey." Remington jokes.

"Haha, so funny, she's closer to yours and Emerson's age. She's 20."

"Wait! What'd you say?" Emerson asks, hearing his name mentioned. He was still in bed but the walls were thin so he could faintly hear it. Emerson sighs rolling out of bed.

"We're talking about some 20 year old Seb is hitting on." 

"Oh, Bailey?" Emerson asks. They all heard that she was going to work with them. After seeing what she's filmed recently and the photo's she takes they were impressed.

"Yeah, I don't think he know what she looks like." Remington laughs.

"I just want to show her around the area and where we're filming, that's it. Although you're both going to be embarrassing, I'm sure you will at least go," Sebastian says to Remington.

"You bet I'm going to meet your little girlfriend," Remington says as he opened the fridge.

"Remington we're out of chocolate milk by the way," Emerson says. He had drank the rest of it the night before. He was up as almost 2am drawing, and drinking Trumoo. Although he laughed it off, he was overworking himself again, it was common for them to do that.

"Damn it, Em!" Remington grabs the grapes popping one in his mouth as he closed the fridge.

"Maybe if I stop staying up so late we'd still have some. Speaking of that, I'm exhausted." Emerson sighs.

"We were supposed to film today too, at least it was rescheduled." Sebastian laughs.

"Yeah," Emerson yawns.

"You need to fix your sleeping schedule, or else you won't have enough energy when we shoot." His tone was more serious this time.

"I'll be fine." Emerson mumbles stealing a grape from Remington.

"Em, he's right."

"My insomnia disagrees." Emerson laughs, he grabs another grape from Remington and looks at the time.

8:24am