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So, how's the album coming? Are we close to an album?" he playfully asks, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Jimmy begins the conversation by complimenting Alula on her undeniable talent and inquiring about her latest projects.

Alula's sweet demeanor shines through as she coyly responds, "Yes, um ... my album is coming this summer." The audience erupts in applause and cheers, clearly thrilled by the exciting news. Alula's carefully guarded expression hints at the depth and excitement that lie within her upcoming musical endeavor.

"It is?" Jimmy asks, excitedly. Alula nods, her smile shining underneath the intense lights. "That's big! Alright, tell me more, who's producing it? Who are you working with?"

Alula takes a moment to gather her thoughts, a smile dancing on her lips. "I, um, I worked with Pharrell and Max, and Iiya, Savan ... um, it's been such a collaborative journey, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to work with such incredible minds." As Alula speaks, her face radiates the joy and fulfillment she experienced throughout the creative process. Memories of late nights in the studio, pouring her heart and soul into each lyric, flicker behind her eyes. She shares snippets of anecdotes about working with each producer, the laughter shared, the moments of creative genius, and the profound connections formed.

She recalls the conversation she had with Pedro just a month ago, the words they shared, and the connection they had formed. Pedro was unaware that her entire album, filled with songs that were inspired by him, bore a name that held a special meaning between them. A mix of nervousness and excitement bubbles within her as she takes a deep breath, ready to reveal the album's name.

"Um," Alula says, her voice laced with a touch of anticipation, "it is called 'Sweetener'."

The audience erupts in applause, their excitement matching Alula's own. In that moment, she feels a sense of liberation, knowing that she's given a piece of herself to the world. The album title, Sweetener, encapsulates the essence of her journey, the bittersweet moments that have shaped her life and her music. As Alula pauses, her gaze momentarily drifting off, she suddenly realizes the weight of her revelation. The name of her album, "Sweetener," holds a deeper meaningโ€”one that Pedro may not be aware of. Memories of their conversation from a month ago flood her mind, and a mix of emotions wells up within her.

"You're dropping all the things everyone wants to hear!" Jimmy exclaimed, excitedly. His reaction mirrored how Alula felt. Overjoyed. He slammed his hand down on the table in front of him, turning his attention back to Alula. "It is called, 'Sweetener.'"

Excitedly, Alula beams at him as she says, "I know, I've been away far too long, I have so much more -- I want to say everything."

"Yeah! Go ahead, tell me every single thing." He encourages her, beaming with silent pride at the young artist. "So, uh, why is it called 'Sweetener'?"

Alula's smile slightly falters, and her eyes betray a mix of emotions as Jimmy Fallon poses the question she had hoped to avoid. She takes a moment to compose herself, her mind racing back to that unforgettable encounter with Pedro, the memories flooding her consciousness. Her face slowly contorts, her brows furrowing ever so slightly as she delves into the depths of her thoughts. She can still vividly recall the warmth of Pedro's presence, the way his voice resonated with sincerity, and the profound impact he had on her life. It was a brief but meaningful connection that left an indelible mark on her heart.

As the weight of that memory settles upon her, Alula finds herself grappling with how to articulate the significance of the album's name without delving into the depths of her personal life. She takes a deep breath, gathering her composure, and lets her gaze meet Jimmy's.

"Um, because it's kinda about bringing light to a situation or someone's life. It's about acknowledging those individuals who have the power to make everything brighter, who have the ability to lift you up even in the darkest of times. Sometimes, it's about finding that sweet spot where you can be the light for others and they, in turn, can be the sweetener in your life." Alula's words dance with a playful ambiguity, allowing her to convey a deeper meaning without explicitly revealing the inspiration behind the album. She knows that within her heart, Pedro holds a special place as that source of light, but the world is not yet privy to their connection.

Jimmy Fallon, ever the perceptive host, decides to delve into the rumors swirling around Alula's personal life, specifically the buzz surrounding her and Pedro Pascal. As he brings up the subject, a fleeting expression of vulnerability passes over Alula's face, her eyes momentarily reflecting a mix of emotions โ€“ uncertainty, nostalgia, and a hint of longing.

Sensing her hesitation, Jimmy tactfully approaches the topic, "Alula, there have been rumors and speculation about your relationship with Pedro Pascal. Care to shed some light on that?"

Alula's face falters, her heart skipping a beat as memories of the last time she saw or even spoke to Pedro flood her mind. She takes a deep breath, gathering her composure, and with a gentle smile, she skillfully deflects the question. "You know how rumors can be," Alula replied, her voice maintaining its sweet tone. "Pedro and I are just good friends. He happened to stop by that night to discuss some creative ideas, and I think the paparazzi just caught us at the wrong time. It's all blown out of proportion."

The audience murmured with curiosity, clearly intrigued by Alula's response. Jimmy nodded, respecting her desire to keep certain aspects of her personal life private.

"I understand," Jimmy said, offering a sympathetic smile. "Sometimes things get exaggerated. But let's move on to something lighter. Can we talk about your outfit? You look absolutely stunning tonight. You've got this gumdrop vibe going on!"

Alula's face lit up with genuine excitement as she shifted the focus of the conversation to a lighter topic. She raised her eyebrows playfully and brought a hand to her chest.

"Oh, thank you, Jimmy! I love that you said gumdrop. That's exactly what I was going for," she exclaimed, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I wanted to embrace a playful and whimsical look tonight. This pink dress just reminds me of those colorful candies, and the high tan boots give it a little edge. I feel like a walking gumdrop!"

The audience erupted in laughter and applause, appreciating Alula's lightheartedness and ability to shift the energy of the interview. Alula continued to talk animatedly about her outfit, detailing the inspiration behind her fashion choices and playfully engaging with Jimmy's comments.

The atmosphere in the studio grew somber as Jimmy skillfully broached a sensitive topic, his voice filled with empathy and understanding. Alula could feel the weight of his words as they hung in the air, causing her to shift uncomfortably in her seat. The mention of Manchester struck a chord deep within her, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions.

"I haven't seen you in a year, Alula," Jimmy began, his voice gentle yet filled with gravity. "And the last time we spoke was right after the tragic events in Manchester. It's been tough for everyone, especially for your fans and for you. I know you haven't done any interviews since then."

Alula's eyes glistened with unshed tears; her emotions laid bare for the world to see. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, as memories of that fateful night flooded her mind. The weight of the tragedy and the impact it had on her, and her fans felt overwhelming in that moment.

Jimmy paused, allowing a brief moment of silence to fill the room. The camera panned to Alula's face, capturing the vulnerability etched across her features. But amidst the sadness, there was a glimmer of strength, a determination to rise above the pain and be a symbol of resilience. Taking a deep breath, Jimmy continued, his voice filled with gratitude. "But here you are, Alula, showing up on this show, going back to Manchester, and standing tall. I just want to say thank you for being so strong, for being an inspiration to so many. It's not easy, but your presence and your music bring comfort and healing to countless people."

As Jimmy's words washed over her, Alula felt a mixture of emotions. She was touched by his acknowledgment of her strength and grateful for the opportunity to use her platform to spread positivity and healing. The tears in her eyes were a testament to the profound impact the Manchester tragedy had on her and the unwavering support she felt from her fans and the world.

With a gentle smile, Alula nodded in appreciation of Jimmy's words, finding solace in the shared understanding of the difficulties she had faced since that tragic night. She knew that by returning to Manchester and continuing to pursue her passion, she was honoring the spirit of resilience that defined the city and its people. In that moment, the audience joined in a heartfelt applause, their appreciation and admiration for Alula's strength echoing through the studio. It was a testament to the power of music, unity, and the unwavering human spirit that can triumph even in the face of unimaginable tragedy.


























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alulacancioย  ย  went to the met n was super italian :)

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user ย  ย  lula u look so fckn cute
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โคทuser she really did, she seemed to have a genuine sMILE
โคทalulacancio user I HAD SO MUCH FUN!

user ย  ย  MOM SLAYYYYYED
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user ย  ย  where's pedro?
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marleigh ย  ย  lulu fckn slayed the gala as usual
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โคทalulacancio marleigh no babie, u fckn slayed. ilysm
โคทuser marleigh alulacancio nah u BOTH FUCKING SLAYEDDDD

user ย  ย  I'M SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW ALBUM!!
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user when jimmy brought up the manchester bombing, i cried so hard. lula ur absolutely a strong individual and u deserve the fanbase you've built.
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user ย  ย  notice how pedro didn't heart
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zendaya ย  ย  so glad to have run into u at the met!
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gabbycancio ย  ย  u cute ig
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โคทalulacancio gabbycancio ok thx. u cute 2 ig.
โคทmarleigh i love when my favs get along
โคทgabbycancio marleigh u looked passable
โคทuser marleigh i think that's gabby slang for 'i wanna bang u'

user ย  ย  her and z fckn slayed tbh . LEIGH TOO THO
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little moon

little moon
greetings from the gala
floor ! ๐ŸŒš

Papi Pedro
You're the only one
I know that would
go to the gala and
lay on the floor.

little moon
no, leigh, gabby & z
are with me too

Papi Pedro
Z? Zendaya?

little moon
yuh

Papi Pedro
Wasn't aware of your
friendship with her

little moon
i am so sorry that i
didn't run my friendship
w zendaya by u first
senor pascal

Papi Pedro
You're awful chipper
for someone who

Papi Pedro
What's that word you
kids use?

Papi Pedro
Ghosted me.

little moon
pedro ...

Papi Pedro
You don't need to
explain yourself, Alula.

Papi Pedro
I'm not a child. Neither
are you.

Papi Pedro
But I just want to make sure
that you know what you're
doing.

little moon
i just want u to know that
what happened between
us, that night?

little moon
it meant a lot to me, more
than u will ever know,
pedro ...

Papi Pascal
I appreciate the sentiment.

Papi Pascal
Don't worry, I don't think
you've used me for a hook-
up. Or even an escape.

little moon
why does this sound like
ur saying goodbye to me.

Papi Pascal
I'm not. I'd rather say that
to your face.

Papi Pascal
I don't want to ruin your
night at the Gala. Enjoy
the rest of your night.

little moon
i met someone.
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ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  Pedro sat alone in his quiet apartment, the soft glow of his phone illuminating his face. As he read through the messages exchanged with Alula, a mix of emotions washed over him, each one leaving its mark.

The message he just received about Alula meeting someone, a pang of disappointment shot through his chest. He had held onto a sliver of hope that Alula, his Alula, would come back to him, that their connection was strong enough to weather any storm. But now, now that hope seemed to fade away, replaced by a bittersweet acceptance.

As he typed his response, Pedro's fingers hesitated over the screen. The words he chose carefully, wanting to convey his support and understanding. He knew that Alula's happiness was paramount, even if it meant letting go of his own desires. It was a testament to Pedro's maturity, his ability to put Alula's well-being before his own longing. Yet, deep within Pedro's heart, a sense of longing still lingered. It was impossible for him to completely suppress the feelings he had for Alula. He couldn't deny the connection they shared, the moments they had spent together, and the profound impact she had on his life.













Papi Pedro
Wow. I'm ...

Papi Pedro
Wow, Alula, I'm so glad
you've found someone
who makes you happy.

Papi Pedro
You deserve to be with
someone who can give
you everything you want.

Papi Pedro
I hope he's everything
you've been looking for.





















ย  ย  ย  ย ย  When Pedro's response finally appeared on her screen, her heart sank further. His words were kind, mature, and laced with acceptance. He expressed his pride for her and hoped that she had found what she truly wanted. Alula's conflicted emotions swirled within her, battling between a sense of relief and a deep ache of heartbreak.

As she read his message over and over, the weight of Pedro's understanding sank in. Part of her had expected a different reaction, a hint of resentment or a plea to reconsider. But Pedro's composed response shattered those expectations. It was both a relief and a sting, a bittersweet realization that their connection might not be as deep or significant to him as it was to her.

Tears welled up in Alula's eyes as she grappled with her conflicting feelings. She wanted Pedro to fight for her, to tell her that he couldn't let her go. Yet, his maturity and his selflessness left her both appreciative and heartbroken. It was a bitter pill to swallow, realizing that she had misunderstood the depth of their connection.











little moon
um ... yeah

little moon
it's way too early
to tell but we've
gone on some dates

little moon
he asked me to be
his gf ... i think
ima say yes

little moon
i jus hope we can
still remain as friends?

Papi Pedro
Of course. I'd be an
idiot to let you leave
my life.

Papi Pedro
I'll always be here for
you. No matter what.




ย  ย  ย ย  Alula sat in the dimly lit room, her thoughts swirling in a tempest of confusion and doubt. The weight of Pedro's response lingered heavily on her mind, his understanding and acceptance echoing through her consciousness. As she stared into the mirror, her own reflection seemed to scrutinize her, demanding answers she couldn't readily provide.

"What am I doing?" Alula whispered to herself, her voice barely audible amidst the deafening silence. Her heart wavered between aching longing and a sense of liberation. The conflicting emotions tugged at her, leaving her feeling adrift in a sea of uncertainty.

She traced her trembling fingers along her reflection's features, searching for answers that seemed to elude her. The depth of her connection with Pedro was undeniable, their shared moments etched into her soul. But as the realities of life and the passage of time weighed upon her, Alula couldn't help but question the choices she had made.

A surge of frustration and self-doubt coursed through her veins. She questioned her own motives, wondering if she had been chasing an unattainable dream, clinging to an illusion of what could have been. Alula's mind replayed their conversations, the moments of vulnerability and shared laughter, dissecting them for any semblance of truth.

Tears welled in her eyes as she grappled with the heaviness of her own heart. In the depths of her being, a flicker of fear danced, whispering doubts and insecurities. She feared the pain of loss, the vulnerability of opening herself up to new possibilities, and the uncertain path that lay ahead.

But amid the turmoil, a glimmer of determination sparked within her. Alula knew that she couldn't stay mired in this sea of confusion forever. She needed to find her own truth, to discover what truly resonated within her soul. It was time to navigate the labyrinth of her own desires and aspirations, even if it meant letting go of what had once seemed so promising.

With a deep breath, Alula wiped away her tears and squared her shoulders. The reflection staring back at her now held a hint of resilience. She vowed to embark on a journey of self-discovery, to unravel the complexities of her heart and find the courage to embrace her own happiness.

"What am I doing?" she whispered again, this time with a touch of determination in her voice. The question lingered in the air, a beacon of introspection that would guide her towards her own truth. And with each step forward, Alula promised herself that she would find the answers she sought, even if it meant navigating through the depths of her own uncertainties.








































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