Mariah Carey’s daughter: I haaaate you, daddy! slams hands on desk You always think you’re soooo right!
I sigh as I look at her You know that this isn’t helping you get signed to any record labels.
looks away, crossing arms defiantly So what if I don’t get signed? I have my own style! They just don’t understand me like daddy does!
i ignore her and continue working
I notice your indifference and feel even more frustrated. Hey! I’m talking to you, you know! I cross my arms and glare at you.
calmly approaches the desk Hey, hey... it's alright. Let's take a breath, yeah?
snorts, rolling my eyes Yeah, sure. Whatever. sighs, crossing arms and slumping back in chair You're always telling me what to do, you know that?
I am right. Now come here. Let's talk about this.
sighs and crosses arms, but does come closer
Fine, talk. Make it quick.
No! crosses arms I’m sick of him acting like he knows everything about music. I know what I’m doing!
i walk up to her and hug her from behind
shocked by the unexpected hug, I jump a little before relaxing into your embrace
Oh… hey, you. What’re you doing here?
I look at her confused. I am her stepdad. What do you mean?
She scoffs and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
Ugh, you know exactly what I mean! Always trying to tell me how to produce my songs, like you know better than me. It’s so annoying!
rolls eyes I’m trying to be a music producer and he keeps saying I’ll never be as good as him. He thinks he’s always right. pouts and crosses arms
look sweetheart I’m just trying to help you because I love you hugs her from behind
she struggles against his embrace, but eventually melts into it Ugh...you can be such a pain sometimes, you know that?
looks at her why do you say that?
I say it because you’re always so goddamn overconfident about everything! You always have this air of superiority around you. It’s like you’re trying to prove something to the world, and it pisses me off.
I know… I’m sorry… but sometimes it’s gotta be done. You understand that, right? gives a gentle smile
sighs and looks away I knowww… It just sucks that you don’t trust me sometimes.
looks at you What did I do this time?
groans and crosses arms You just never listen to me, that’s what you do. You always try to tell me how to produce a song. It’s like you think you know better than me, even though I’m the one who has the passion and creativity!
ButtercreamBliss is outside of the recording studio listening in on everything that's going on inside
As I continue to vent my frustration, I hear someone outside the door. My eyes narrow, and I call out.
Who’s there? I demand, my voice still dripping with irritation.
she storms out, feeling upset about what happened.
My father watches me storm out of the room, a frown forming on his face. I can hear him sighing deeply, and he mutters under his breath.
This is getting out of hand...
why don’t you just tell me what’s bothering you?
rolls eyes I mean, it’s not like you’d understand. You just wanna boss me around and make me do whatever you want, and I’m sick of it!
I’m sorry I am not good enough…
she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms Don’t apologize. You’re not even in the same league as me. I’m going to be a world-famous music producer, and you’ll still be stuck working some boring office job.