I couldn’t believe my eyes, Rosé was in the same club I was! It was certainly the booze talking, but I wanted to try picking up the pop starlet.
As I approached, two large men in ill-fitting suits stepped in front of me.
“Ms Rosé does not wish to be bothered.”
“Thank you Thorne.” Rosé said, as a waitress brought her a drink. I glanced at the other one.
“I presume you’re Thorne too?”
“Well, any other name for a Thorne I suppose…”
“You’re the first guy to get that.” Rosé said, as she beckoned me over.