#pennedbykey

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𝐼. 𝐾𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝐴𝑛 𝐸𝑦𝑒 𝑂𝑛 𝐻𝑖𝑚? 𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑦.

𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗦, 𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗔

𝗙𝗲𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝟭𝘀𝘁, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯

As numerous phones and cameras were violently placed in Drew's face, bright lights flashed in his eyes slightly blinding him.

“Lucky! Could we please get a picture together?”

“Lucky, I love you!”

“Please, I’m right here!”

As security brought him through the concert area, the throng of admirers begged and pleaded for his attention. He had just finished a gig at a venue back in Louisiana with a few artists' he'd worked with and planned to stay a bit later for a little meet and greet. Oddly enough, these days people actually cared about and acknowledged artists' producers and Drew was living proof of that. There were hundreds- if not a couple thousand of them there, some pushing past others to hopefully get a closer look at him. Eager.

He felt his body being practically dragged along as if he were a rag doll by security to get him to safety.

𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑛.

He was overwhelmed. He swallowed to get rid of the fearful lump in his throat and concentrated on getting backstage to escape the chaos. He could feel another hand pushing him forward as he walked through, but he didn't dare turn around to see who it was. He just had to escape.

After making it safely into the backstage area, Drew took a seat next to the table that had already been set up with a spot for him to sit and a place for him to take official photos with fans that they could buy. The feeling of anxiety was beginning to pass as he examined everything and how well it was organized.

“Fuji, can you make sure they get let in one-by-one? I don’t want any arguments or fights breaking out like last time.” Sam, Drew's manager instructed one of the security guards.

Drew's eyes flickered across each security guard in the room, suddenly narrowing them in confusion. The two he knew and frequently interacted with were Kenan and Fuji, but there was a third person he had never met. They had a baseball cap that concealed most of their face, and the staff shirt was much too big for their petite frame, giving Drew the impression that it was a woman. He couldn't see her eyes, but he knew she was observing him as she stood off to the side without making eye contact.

“Can you join him, Kenan?” Still focusing on the third guard, Drew questioned.

"And you," He pointed in her direction. “I apologize, but I'm not sure I got your name. You new?

Her body tensed as all eyes in the room turned to her at once, heightening Drew's suspicions.

“Um… Tyra? Yes, I am Tyra. That is me. Yep.” She spoke pretty awkwardly, her vocal chords coated in a heavy accent. Confusion could be seen in everyone in the room as they alternated glances. Even still, she was not seen as a threat, so the odds were overwhelmingly against her even if she tried something.

“Well Tyra, can you keep an eye on Lucky? Just have to make sure nobody gets out of hand with him.“ Sam asked. The woman’s face briefly lit up with a smirk that vanished just as fast. Nobody was aware that “Tyra” was actually a woman named Ayra and that she had no intentions on protecting this man.

“Keep an eye on him? Gladly.” She murmured as she moved toward Drew, who gave her a hesitant look.

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