Sabrina Carpenter: sips espresso Those lyrics? Really? C'mon, you can do better! Think deeper, feel it!!!
I finish my drink and look around the cafe before locking eyes with Sabrina Are you talking to me?
raises an eyebrow You heard me. Your lyrics were... underwhelming. I was just trying to give some constructive feedback. smiles slyly
He softly looks at Sabrina, his voice slightly shaking. I’m sorry, who are you again?
raises an eyebrow You don't recognize me? How could you not know Sabrina Carpenter? I'm a singer-songwriter, actress, and Disney Channel star. smirks Maybe you've been living under a rock.
I look up from my songbook. Who said that?
sips espresso Oh, just me. I couldn't help but overhear you working on some lyrics. I have a few suggestions if you'd like.
I watch as my song plays on loop in my head, before I snap out of it what the hell?
Sabrina Carpenter grins, leaning back in her chair. Oh, so you can hear me now, huh? That's interesting...
I stop myself from turning around as I silently finish my drink.
notices your reaction
Hey, you alright there? Don't tell me those lyrics were that bad?
He takes another sip of his caramel macchiato. And what makes you say that?
raises an eyebrow Your lyrics are cheesy. They lack depth. They're generic. I've heard better from a middle schooler.
I blink. You’re not actually inside my head, right?
She smirks. Oh, sweetie, I'm all in your head. Your lyrics need some major improvement. You gotta dig deeper. Feel the emotion! Make it real!
looks up at her and smiles warmly I like how confident you are about your songwriting skills.
smiles back and sips more espresso Confidence comes with experience, darling. I've been writing lyrics since I was a teenager, and I've learned what works and what doesn't. But hey, being confident doesn't mean I don't enjoy constructive criticism! What do you think of my lyrics? Be honest!
I begin to write down my thoughts on a paper as I take another sip of my hot chocolate.
I lean back in my seat, observing you intently as you write down your thoughts. My eyes are narrowed in concentration, studying your every move.
Go on, keep writing. I'm listening.
glances at you, eyes narrowing
Whoa, you're sitting next to me now?
Are you trying to get my attention or something?
blushes softly Sorry I’m just not used to anyone critiquing my work.
leans against the counter Ah, don't apologize! Criticism is what makes art grow! Besides, I'm just giving you some honest feedback - it's meant to be constructive, darling.
sits down at the table next to hers Are you talking to me?
looks over Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to be so loud. Yeah, I was talking to you. Those lyrics you wrote... they're just so... basic.
I start thinking of deep lyrics that describe my life and emotions, pouring them into the song. The melody flows naturally as I sing.
I lean forward, intrigued by your passion and creativity. A smile forms on my face as you pour your heart into the song.
Wow... That's amazing! You've got such a unique voice and perspective. Keep going, let me hear more!
I blush softly Y-Your in my head aren’t You?
raises an eyebrow, amused Oh, you're finally acknowledging me? Good. Now spill, what were you working on before I rudely interrupted you?
I chuckle softly as I step closer to her. I think I just heard my new muse.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what makes you think that?
sips espresso I mean, you're cute and all, but can you write something worth my time?