penned and papered.

"So, you haven't heard from him?" May murmured beside her, resuming their briefly interrupted conversation.  "Not at all," Dawn said disappointedly.  Really, she'd been trying not to think about it, but every time her phone buzzed, she secretly hoped to see his name on the screen. Lately, it seemed to display everyone's name but his. He'd been the subject of one other magazine spread since then, but that was the last she'd seen of him. If laying low was a competition, he'd qualify for the finals.  Which was annoying. But she tried to put herself in his shoes. To Paul, avoiding persistent paparazzi was a waking nightmare. And Dawn was the one who'd accidentally thrown him into that reality. She wondered if that was why he hadn't reached out. Maybe he blamed her for it more than he initially let on.  Dawn looked at her friend, whose brows were wrinkled with sympathy.  "It's okay," Dawn decided. "It's not like we were a thing at all. Nothing even happened." She tapped on her tablet screen, informing her next client that the stage was ready for him. "As much as I would've liked something to." "It seemed like he would've liked that, too." May pointed out.  "That's what I thought," Dawn said quietly. She watched as May's student walked onto the stage. "I guess I was wrong."

okay an update on b&d chapter 5:

was listening to some sweet tunes and accidentally came across lyrics that are exactlyyy how I envision Paul to be in b&d???