*Trinity's POV*
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains descriptions of harrassment and attempted sexual assault. Please read at your own discretion.
My head nodded to the beat of the music that surrounded me.
It was the day after picking up my dress, and I was spending most of my time in the recording booth with Brett, Rey, and Matthew. I appeared to upgrade from errand-boy to true administrative duties, and I was loving it.
I looked down at the planner and notebook in my lap and continued to check off the tasks that were already completed and write down any other ideas I could think of.
Mainly, I was focusing on helping Matthew keep record of the pending album release and confirming that the upcoming event was on track. Both of which I felt confident in managing and organizing.