𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽?

"Oh?" Now Joe was intrigued, to say the least. "And when do I get to hear all the other ones?" He had no clue what Sabrina was about to ask him, but what he definitely didn't expect was the question that actually followed. "I dunno, babe," he shrugged, trying to play it off as if it was nothing. "Might need a reminder to see if it's as sweet as I remember it being last night."

Sabrina, the type to laugh at her own joke, couldn't quite stifle the smirk and soft chuckle that left her lips as Joe prepared to answer. "Forgot already, huh? Not even an "I guess so?" I could refresh your memory, what's in it for me? Songs and now a reminder, you're asking for a lot, Joey."

I love you more. No take backs.

And why the hell not, you're just lying.

The look of defeat on Sabrina's face was one Joe took a lot of pride in. How could he not? Even if he knew he was right from the beginning, it still fueled his ego hearing her say it for herself. "Well, I'm very honored that you did that because I don't think I've ever had a song written about me before. Not that I know of, at least," he chuckled. His brows then furrowed in confusion when she mentioned having a question of her own. "And what would that be?"

"Who says it's the first I've written about you? Maybe it's just the first one you've heard." Sabrina replied, a knowing smile on her face as she leaned in closer to him. "But, I've been meaning to ask," she pulled at his shirt in an effort to have him meet her halfway, "is it that sweet?"

Joe quickly grabbed Sabrina's wrist before she could reach up to cover his mouth in order to silence him, "Yeah, that's exactly how it sounded." The smirk on his face was impossible to hide now with the roll he was currently on. "Don't act like you aren't always coming up with the most horny outros for 'Nonsense', babygirl." It wasn't until just then that Joe had realized that they'd somehow gotten away from the actual topic of the conversation. "But for real, is it true?"

Sabrina couldn't wriggle away even if she tried, so, she admitted defeat when it came to shutting him up, rolling her eyes playfully as she laughed. "Okay, so you got me there," she said, a smirk of her own mirroring his as he brought it up once more. "Fine, so it's true." Normally, she'd play around a little longer, keep him guessing, but it seemed Joe was well aware without her having her fun. "My turn to ask the question now."

i have been obsessed with your little nonsense clips that keep popping up on my fyp page. do you come up with those on the spot, or do you have them planned out according to the location you are performing? @brinaannlynn

I'm not that much of a genius to come up with them on the spot, it's usually the night of, and I try to include wherever I am. Spices it up a little bit. One day I'm sure I'll run dry, but, I'm still going strong.

"Moe, huh?" Joe tried so hard to hide the smug look on his face, but it was next to impossible. "That's not what my name sounded like last night coming out of your mouth when I was making you cum, but I digress."

Sabrina instantly raised her brows, jumping up in an effort to cover his mouth as she let out a loud laugh. "Oh my God, Joe," she said between breaths, covering her face with her hands. "Damn, say it louder for the people in the back."

You did so good! I wish I could have been there, but I caught the livestream. You're so talented, dude, it's unbelievable.

Stooooop, I love you. The best and only review I ever need.

toronto is cool and all, but nothing beats the vibes of coachella, right? the music, the energy, the whole experience—it's hard to match; but honestly, i'm just not... feeling like going anywhere? does that make sense?

No, that's valid. I get it. And if you don't feel like going anywhere, Coachella probably isn't the place to be. There's a livestream for a reason, you must not be the only one. Did you catch any of it on there?

"Nah, I'll make sure I'm there no matter what. Not quite twenty questions, more like just one question. Your new song... I didn't think anything of it the first time, but when I listened to it a second time, I couldn't help but to think you had some inspiration for it. A muse, if you will. Is it possible the muse's name rhymes with Boe Jurrow?"

"Boe Jurrow," Sabrina repeated, fingers tapping her chin as if deep in thought. She figured it wouldn't take him long to put the pieces together, yet she'd play along. "Yeah, actually, my beau Moe. Didn't know you knew him."