Grey paced back and forth, frustrated. He stopped and looked out of the window of his living room,his pale blue eye threatening,
'l don't get why l have to do this. It feel so forced, Gianni'
Gianni who had been sitting on the kitchen counter, unfazed, eating ice cream, sighed and walked from the kitchen that adjoined the living room to stand with Grey,
'Trust me, l know the pressure but Grey this is to keep the momentum going. Your fans are excited for your new single but you need to give them something more, to connect with them'
There was barely any cloud in the sky and even though it was three in the afternoon , the sun was shining as if it was not preparing to depart.
'but l don't want to be just another influencer, posting selfies. My music should speak for itself'
'Believe me it does, but you know the entertainment world Grey! without the visuals and the occasional reels , the people simply won't engage. The reason why influencers are growing is because of that.'
Grey ran his hands through his white locks and leaned on the wall, still staring outside,
'You don't get it, l want my fans to connect with my music. I am not going to be some Kim Kardashian wannabe'
Gianni crosses her arms on her well endowed chest, exasperated,
'Ohh come on Grey, now you're just hating my feelings coz you know how much l love the Kardashians. Go on tik tok right now, even the great Riri is there, please Grey'
Grey paused, considering it, Gianni realizing that he was coming around, she quickly added,
'How about this, we can shoot in a natural environment, maybe in this house and use the meaningful photoshoots and reels to promote your new single. Maybe your morning ritual like making that black coffee you like and another one, you, playing the guitar in your backyard. Come on, we've spoken about this'
Grey threw his head back relenting, he groaned,
' Okay Gianni, have it your way. You know, you don't act like my manager anymore! more like a big sister and l don't know if that is good or bad. '
He walked to the black leathery couch and sit down,rubbing his temples as if he was trying to soothe a headache.
The older women literally, like a kid jumps in her stilettos, the sight appearing comic to Grey and she kisses his cheek,
' Now, that is what l want to hear, and for the record you act like a spoiled little brother, that why l have to put the big sis clothes on.'
Gianni walked to the kitchen to finish her now half melted ice cream, pulling her afro hair that had become undone into a bun.
' l don't want people in my house, Gianni. '
Grey was sceptical about people knowing where he stayed as that had proved to be disastrous in the past. The letters, some good and most threatening but what had rocked his being had been the stalking and even now he shivered just thinking about it.
Gianni rolled her eyes,
'l know, that why there is going to be just one photographer, you and Rhea'
Grey raised his eyebrows at Gianni as to ask what about you and as if Gianni read his mind, she continued,
'l am going to take Laura to this museum trip she missed when she was sick, the teacher said it's important she goes, for this history lesson, l suppose' she mimicks the teacher's voice at the last remark making Grey smile.
'Little Laura, how is she?I have not seen her for ages.'
Grey had never seen such a child angel like Laura, so neat and adorable with her dimpled cheeks. He truly missed her.
'l am sure she misses her pretty uncle too. You know that what she calls you. Maybe l will come with her on the weekend provided you're not busy'
Grey rolled his eyes,
'you know l am never busy for Laura, she makes my day.'
Gianni left Grey rewatching the Lord of rings series and eating, for the first time that month homemade food. Gianni's maid, Suzanne who came twice every week to clean his house, religious prepared homemade food for him every week too but because she had been on a leave, Grey had survived through five guys and mcdonalds.