Bristol was so engulfed in her thoughts she didn’t realize her hair was pulled up and curled and her makeup applied. She stepped out of her clothes and slipped into her first outfit. She had exactly ninety seconds for the wardrobe change halfway through. She twirled in front of the mirror. She was wearing a pink skirt and a white sleeveless top. It was a bit too wholesome, but it served its purpose for the angel half. She had faux leather pants and a black shirt picked out for the devil half.

Lizzy pressed her fingers to her ear. “Fast Cars just finished the set. You’re up in fifteen.”

Bristol took a deep breath. Her confidence was the wobbliest right before going onstage. Once she started singing, she was okay. Getting there, all eyes on her, was unnerving. “Okay. Thanks.” Lizzy knew not to bother her right before the show. She put her AirPods in, cleared her mind, and practiced breathing until Lizzy tapped her leg.

“It’s go time.”

Bristol gave a final deep breath and nodded. “Let’s go.”

* * *

It was just a quick get-together with Annie to review the song, but Bristol was pacing. She’d spent a lot of time in the mirror trying to look casual and adorable. Black leggings, T-shirt with a repetitive small heart pattern, and her hair back in a ponytail. It was almost two in the morning, but Bristol wouldn’t fall asleep for another few hours. She jumped when she heard the soft rap of Annie’s knuckles on the door.

“Hi. Come on in.”

“Thanks.” Annie walked only a few steps in and waited for Bristol to shut the door. “I know it’s late, but I’m not even tired. Tonight was amazing.”

Bristol snorted. “Except for the part where I ruined your song.”

Annie touched her arm. “It was perfect. It shows that you’re human. Most people think you’re a goddess, and your little slip made you seem more accessible.”

Bristol was having a hard time looking away from Annie’s eyes. They were so blue. There wasn’t a speck of any other color but blue. “I’m just a regular person.”

“That everybody wants to be like,” Annie said.

She hoped that wasn’t true. She wanted Annie to be a regular person and treat her like a regular person. “Let’s get started. The conference room isn’t above any bedrooms, so let’s go there. Nobody will hear us.”

Annie handed her a printout of the song lyrics. “Just in case you need them.” Naughtiness perched at the corners of her mouth. Annie was teasing her, and Bristol couldn’t help but laugh.

“Things I’ll never live down. Have a seat.” Bristol pointed to an empty chair across from the one she sat in.

“Are you sure we won’t wake anyone?”

“I’m sure. The advantage of the penthouse suite is privacy. Play away.”