One time, when Winter came over, she asked him for some advice.
"Arco, you said you preferred my old songs to my new ones. Is that still true?"
"Yes."
"I see... Why?"
"It's just felt more personal. You actually talked about yourself more and... you seemed to be having more fun. which, in turn, made me enjoy it more, too."
"Ok... c-could I do a small performance for you. Just fo get your thoughts?"
"I'd be honored."
"Ok."
She did a small live performance for him. She played the instrumental from her phone, and with her dance, she sang for Acro. It was a voice even angels and sirens would envy. But there was a problem. It wasn't her. The dance was good, and so was the instrumental. But the lyrics? They fell more like they belonged to a coorpate executive and not her.
"Hey, Winter, did you actually write these lyrics yourself?"
"..."
"Thought so... Hey, why don't you just write of the top of your head?"
"You mean right now?"
"Yeah. No one is going to shame you. It's just you and me. Just write down your real feelings you have and try to sing them."
"O-Ok."
She grabbed a piece of paper and started writing. 35 minutes later, she finished. I just read the first few lines.
Nothing but the truth now.
Nothing but the proof of what I am.
The worst of what I came from, patterns I'm ashamed of.
Things that even I don't understand.
I tried to fix it, and I tried to fight it.
My head was twisted, my heart divided.
My lies all collided.
I don't know why I didn't trust you to be on my side.
I broke into a million pieces, and I can't go back.
But now I'm seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony.
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like.
Why did I cover up the colors stuck inside my head?
I should've let the jagged edges meet the light instead.
Acro couldn't help but smile.
"What this song about?"
"You."
"Me?"
"Ever since I met you, I feel like I'be been able to be myself more than ever. You accept me with all my flaws. My lateness, my attitude, my inability to show up... And you help elevate me. You're... amazing."
His heart skipped a beat.
"T-Thanks."
"Hey. I have a vip ticket to my concert. If you're willing to take off work for a day-"
"I'll come."
She smiled and hugged me tightly.
"Thank you."
She smelled so nice. And her boobs. They were so massive. And they squished against him like marshmallows. It started frying his brain.
Anyways, he went to her concert. She handed one of his favorite songs of hers. It was the first song of hers he had ever listened to.
Better come right, better luck tryin' gettin' to our level.
'Cause you might die, never the time, tryna start a battle.
Bleeding isn't in my blood 뼛속부터 달라서.
Beating you is what I do, do, do, yeah.
Body on body, I'm naughty, not even sorry.
And when you pull up, I'll pull up.
A little late to the party (la-la-la-la).
Locked and loaded, I was born for this.
There ain't no point in avoiding it.
Annoyed? A bit.
불을 비춰, 다 비켜, 네 앞길을 뺏겨.
The crowd went wild. They were like rabid dogs, and Winter was like a juicy piece of meat. But towards the end of the concert, she went off script. And she announced that she had a new unreleased song to sing. Acro saw her producer and manager look at each other in panic, but to even Acro's shock, she started singing the song she had written with me. And it seems like she had given the beat to the soundbooth guys beforehand.
And the end of the song. The crowd erupted in cheer. They LOVED it. The manager nodded his head in approval, but the producer looked pissed. Regardless, with the vip ticket, Acro was allowed to go backstage. And he was instantly tackled with a hug from Winter.
"They loved it!"
"They love you."
"I love you!"
I smiled.
"I'm so glad I met you."
She blushed violently.
"D-Do you really mean that?"
"Yeah."
She had to leave early thay day because of her angry producer. She was very stricter about Spirngfield's schedule. Regardless, he was happy he got to see his best friend perform live.
However, things with Winter after this got... weird.
She had always sent Acro gifts at random times, but randomly turned into often till it became every day. At one point, she stopped sending gifts all together and started sending him thousands of dollars every week. He asked her to please keep her from herself, but he didn't think she was listening. He wasn't complaining about free money, but she was just... it was her money, and he wanted her to enjoy it.
But she also stopped by his house every other day, even when her producer ate her out every day for this. Also, one time, Acro was just laying in bed when suddenly, she asked him if he liked boobs or butts more. He nearly fell out of his bed when he read that. Acro asked why Winter wanted to know, and she asked it was just a girl question. He didn't believe it, but he played her game. He said boobs. She asked him if he liked butts, to which he also responded yes. She then asked why he preferred boobs and he said because they feel nice when they hug. However, after realizing how perverted that sounded, he deleted the message and immediately apologized for being weird. But she ignored it entirely and asked if he also liked thighs. He also said yes. She then asked him to rank them. He asked if this was really that important, to which she responded with yes. He said he liked boobs best with butts and thighs being even.
About 10 months passed since they first met. And out of nowhere, while on the clock, she sent him a boob pic. He nearly dropped his phone. A celebrity... no, not just any celebrity. A world-famous celebrity who was known to be one of the most beautiful women on the planet just sent him a picture of her naked breasts.
Under she said, "A gift of thanks. Ever since you helped me find my voice again in my music, my new songs have been blowing up. So, this is a thank you. Let me know if you'd like a different angle."
His face nearly exploded. Even in the picture, she left her face in because he called her cute. And she was even blushing with a cute stare to the side. He didn't know how to respond. He just said she was pretty, but she shouldn't send him things like this and should keep her body covered like that until she found her future husband. But she just kept sending. Every day, she'd send him more and more nude photos of herself until he could make a full gallery off of just her body. And to him embarrassment, he was immensely turned on. It was only at this point that he finally asked her, "Winter, do you like me?"
But after that, she ghosted him for weeks and never responded to any of the dozens of messages he sent her.