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"So, you and Quinn Jones, huh?" James teases Brad, who chuckles as he stirs his newly-made coffee

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"So, you and Quinn Jones, huh?" James teases Brad, who chuckles as he stirs his newly-made coffee.

"Yes. We've been seeing each other for about a month, just in secret," Brad says, then James nods.

"She's the reason why you would excuse yourself in business meetings when they go on forever? Because you have to pick her up from work?" James asks, then Brad shrugs in agreement.

"How come we haven't heard about her earlier?" James asks, then Brad subtly gulps.

"She's really shy. I would tell you about her earlier, but the press got to us first," Brad says, then James nods his head. The more Brad can lie to his bandmates, the more they would not suspect anything from his fake relationship with Quinn.

"Anyway, shouldn't you be texting her or something? She's the quietest girlfriend you've ever had, at least from our point of view anyway," James asks, then Brad shakes his head as it plays flashbacks of moments when he would be clingy to his ex-girlfriends.

"She knows I'm rehearsing with you guys. She's also busy with work. I wouldn't want to disturb her, and she also doesn't want to disturb me. I'll pick her up from work later," Brad says, then James nods.

"Alright. Sounds like a keeper. I support it, mate. I'm happy for you," James says as he pats Brad's shoulder, then Brad smiles as one of his best friends walks away. He takes a deep breath before drinking some coffee, thinking about other ways he could describe Quinn that would make it look like he has been dating her for the past month.

"Alright, boys. In your positions," their videographer says, then all members of the band walk to their positions, with their coffee or water bottles within their reach anytime they feel parched. They wear their in-ears and go through the 4-song set list they prepared for the private show they will be performing at, with Brad looking at his watch every so often, not wanting to be late for his appointment. By the time they are almost done with the list, Brad realises he is late, then he interrupts the session.

"I'm really sorry, everyone, but can we please call it a day? I'm late for something," Brad says, then Tristan shrugs.

"I mean, we've already rehearsed the whole set. We just weren't able to record it," Tristan says, then their videographer nods.

"I've got enough footage for one song. It's not like I'm planning to put the whole set list rehearsal online. I’m not paid enough to do that," their videographer jokes, then Connor clears his throat.

"What exactly are you late for, Brad?" Connor asks, but when Brad is about to answer, James beats him to it.

"He's picking his girlfriend up from her work. Talk about being cheesy," James says, then Connor blows his tongue out.

"Disgusting. Get out of here right now," Connor jokingly says, making Brad laugh as he removes the guitar that was slung on his shoulder.

"Con, just because you're now the only single member in the band doesn't mean that you have to be so bitter about it," Brad says, then Connor shrugs.

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