Anything Else

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"Are you okay?"

Jack tore off his microphone.

"I'm hot, I just need some air."

Jack stumbled out of the sound proof room, and into a brightly lit corridor. He went back to where he came in, and pushed the door open. The cold air surrounded him and he felt back to normal. He knew he fucked up. He broke all the rules. He was off brand, he'd probably lose all of his deals. Definitely the protein shake, he didn't even mention The Juice. 

He realized he was breathing hard, and did some deep breathes to calm down. His assistant taught him that. His girlfriend was probably freaking out, or maybe they didn't here it. He looked at the station it was in between a Little Ceasars and a flower shop. 

Ain't no way they alerted his team. They just recognized him.

"Fuck." He said.

He felt then the same way he felt after trying to tell a joke on stage, embarrassed and tired.

He just wanted to sleep, then he'd feel better. He was close to Alan's they usually have the back door open. He felt the magnetic pull of the bed. 

So he started that way. Uninterested in anything else

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