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“Sorry, you can’t be Joy Joyce, I already know a Double J and this will make things confusing.” You reject this new identity.
“Oh wow, if only I had a stage name you could use instead.” Joy Joyce is so upset by whatever your response is, she doesn’t mind if you just ignored everything she just said.
“We’re not talking about nicknames here, but real names.” You point out.
“Isn’t <span class="mu-i">Double J</span> a nickname?” Punk-P is arguing a bad case (Your opinion).
“Yes, and it could be yours, but I don’t want it to be yours.” You have to make this clear.
“I don’t want it, case solved! Haha~” Punk-P decided that engaging in this conversation was a mistake.
“But there’s a precedent that we’re ignoring here, and I’m not comfortable with that. So, you gotta be Joy or Joyce.” You decide.
“I’ll be Punk-<span class="mu-i">eck</span>.” Punk-P choked briefly for some reason. Like destiny is playing a prank on her.
“Oh wow, I knew you secretly loved Pumpkin, Pumpkin Pie.” You give her an ‘Oh, you!’ look.
“...Can you address what I said before?” Punk-P doesn’t want to talk to you.
“I have something to do after this, I’ll call you when I’m free, okay?” You already spent a lot of time on Idol stuff today, you have business to deal with. You know it’s not the answer she’s looking for, so you headpat her to soothe her disappointment. After three pats, you noticed it didn’t have any effect, you do 4th to ensure its effectiveness.
Punk-P moves your hand away from her head in a way that puts her fingers through yours. She slowly and delicately starts swinging both arms with an uncaring smile on her face, and addresses your actions.
“Mr. Manager, you’re not taking me seriously.” Pumpkin Pie has little Joy in her voice. “<span class="mu-s">And I need you to take me seriously.</span>” She starts swinging your arms faster and carelessly. “...And let this be my first formal complaint, this is no way to treat your talent.” She lets your hand go after the last <span class="mu-i">pushy</span> swing.
“Oh, sorry, this usually helps soothe my little sister.” You’re unfazed. Your nefarious sister has caused you more harm again.
“Fantastic, I’m not being treated like a pet, but a 6 year old.” Pumpkin Pie drips of sarcasm.
“She’s one year younger than me.” You add.
“...Your family dynamics need work.” Joyless Joy says gently and with contempt.
“You’re one to talk…” You deadpan. She almost killed her dad.
“It’s better for both of us if I don’t have <span class="mu-i">another</span> toxic relationship with my management.” Punk-P says.
“I’m all in, Pumpkin Pie. But I’m not kidding when I say that I’m busy.” You rub your neck.
“You’re not going to leave me in the dark after buying my contract. Please, reconsider.” Punk-P wants to train you in more than one way now.
