and don't fuck it up

“that means it’s true.”

“i’m glad that as the head of hr of a big company, my lasting legacy is the sesame street character.”

ethan laughed, thankful that ernie didn’t leave his invite hanging and had actually showed up. “what a gentlemen putting me before your job. i’m sure nobody is going to end up hurting themselves while you’re gone, you’ll be fine.”

“and if they do? maybe i’ll put you responsible and then you can handle all the shit from spotlight itself and their fans,” ernie mused, letting himself into the hotel room more and sitting on the bed, “and this trip better be worth it - i didn’t come here for some midnight chat.”

“you know, you’re named after a guy on sesame street.”

“i wish i could tell you that you’re the first one to tell me that.”

@ernierv

It was about eleven at night when Ethan sent a text telling Ernie to come to his hotel room and meet him. Ethan wasn’t really sure what his intentions behind the text were, he truly just wanted to hang out with Ernie but if things lead to what normally happened when they hung out, Ethan wouldn’t complain.

ernie had been asked to join the tour; because it was an idol event the need for the head of pr to be active was higher than ever. he had gotten the text and, at first, head decided not to act on it but in the hour he was walking into ethan’s room. “i’m taking time off from making sure spotlight’s idols are all safe, i hope you know that.”

“i don’t understand why more companies don’t make tailored suits for feminine figures. there’s nothing hotter than a good suit.”

“because most companies suck and don’t care for stuff like that? i’ve never given it much thought...”