Chapter Eleven

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Me: Hey Michael! *walks into Michael's office while carrying a laptop*

Michael: *is sitting at his desk working on paperwork* Hi Emily! 😀

Me: One of your lovely fans sent you a question. 🙂

Michael: *giggles* Okay! *puts on his reading glasses so he can read the question* I really don't like wearing these. *tries to read the question without his reading glasses, but is still having trouble*

Me: Don't be silly, Applehead. I think you look cute. 😉🥰

Michael: *blushes and then giggles shyly* Thank you, sweetheart. 😊

Me: *giggles* Anyway, this fan sent you a question. And he/she wanted to ask if you could be invisible for a day, what would you do?

Michael: *frowns* Who would I like to slap? Let see me...I think I'd find one of those tabloid paparazzi and kick their ass, moonwalk style. I'd like to knock them off of one their little scooters they ride around on. I really would, knock their cameras right out of their hands. They're so annoying. I'd go for them first, yeah. They drive you nuts. You can't get away from them, it's terrible. 😒😑😐🙄

Me: *holds Michael's hand and gives it a gentle squeeze* Take a deep breath...

Michael: *closes his eyes and inhales deeply*

Me: ...and slowly let it all out.

Michael: *slowly exhales, and then opens his eyes* Thank you. I feel better now. 😃

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