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You let out a huge sigh as you stepped into the local Starbucks about a block from your work. The line was long and seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace. It really wasn’t that surprising. You live in Los Angeles. The city was huge. You also worked in practically the center of it. Tons of office buildings surrounded the coffee chain. And it was lunch time. You sighed again and took out your phone figuring you could at least kill some time scrolling through social media.
As if she knew you had taken it out of your pocket, your phone buzzed with a text from your best friend, (BF/N).
(BF/N): Yo! You have any plans tonight?
(Y/N): Nah. Just gonna head home and crash. Why?
(BF/N): You know that concert me and Betty were going to?
(Y/N): That K-Pop group right?
(BF/N): BLACKPINK, yeah. Well Betty is sick so I have a ticket that’s about to go to waste. Wanna come with?
(Y/N): I guess. I don’t really know any of their songs. What time is it anyway? I don’t get off work till 5.
(BF/N): It’s at 8. I’ll swing by and pick you up. And I’ll send you a couple of their son…
You feel a slight impact behind you knocking your phone from your hands to the floor. “Seriously?” You say irritably as you bend down to pick it up.
“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! Is your phone broken?” An accented voice speaks out. You pick up your phone inspecting it as you try to place the accent. British? No definitely not. New Zealand? Maybe. No Australian for sure! Standing up you begin to address the voice behind you.
“No it looks all…right” you look up at the person who bumped into you for the first time and you are suddenly at a loss for words. Before you stands an absolutely stunning woman. She’s wearing her long blonde hair in a ponytail, with a baseball cap on her head. The cap sort of obscures her face but you still manage to look into her beautiful dark eyes. You know you need to say something. You’ve been staring. Fortunately the very attractive stranger breaks the silence.
“Oh good! I really am sorry I bumped into you.”
“No. No. It’s fine. I should have been paying more attention.” You stutter out. God get it together!
“Well at least let me pay for your coffee. I’ll feel terrible all day otherwise.” Okay pretty girl offering to buy you coffee. Play it cool (Y/N).
“You really don’t have to…” You start to say before she interrupts you.
“Please, I insist! It’s honestly the least I can do.” You hesitate slightly but decide, hey might as well shoot your shot.
“Alright. But only if you have said coffee with me. Then I can at least feel like I’m paying you back with good conversation.” Mystery girl looks at you quizzically, like she’s trying to figure out your angle. She finally answers.
“That seems fair. But only if you tell me your name first.”
“It’s (Y/N). And do I get to know your name? Or is this a one way street kind of situation?” She looks at you again. She seems almost surprised you asked. Your first thought is that maybe she played murder victim #2 on some crime show and is shocked you don’t recognize her. But you quash that pretty quick because most people that self-involved don’t offer to buy strangers coffee.
“Roseanne. Most people just call me Rosie though.” Rosie. Your turn to order arrives and Rosie steps up with you as you both order your drinks. And some pastries and sandwiches once Rosie finds out you are on your lunch break, against your protesting. Once you’ve collected all of your items the two of you find a place to sit.
“So how long have you been in LA?” You ask.
“What do you mean?”
“Well you obviously aren’t a local. Accent gave you away. You’re from Australia right?” She hesitates slightly before answering.
“Originally yes. I’m actually just in LA for work right now.”
“Oh? What do you do?” She’s hesitating again. You feel kinda bad like maybe you put her on the spot by asking her to have coffee with you.
“I’m in the entertainment industry.” Oh snap maybe she did play murder victim #2.
“I guess that’s not that surprising.” You reply. “This is LA after all.” She giggles slightly at that and the sound of her laugh gives you the warm and fuzzies.
“So what about you? What do you do?” She asks.
“Oh just a boring office job. It pays the bills.” Now it’s your turn to hesitate. “It’s a good job. I mean I moved here a couple years ago for it. It just...doesn’t leave me with a ton of time for my passions.” Rosie looks at you with an understanding gaze.
“That’s hard. I love my job. It’s everything that I wanted to do...but I’m always so busy. It feels like I never really have time for the things I love. It can be really frustrating.” You smile gently at her.
“I guess we’re kind of kindred spirits then” She smiles back. It’s beautiful. No surprise there.
“I guess so.” The conversation flows easily after that. You talk about your hometown. You both debate the pros and cons of various foods. You talk about your families and friends and pets and it feels like you could talk forever. Suddenly an alarm on your phone goes off.
“Ah crap. I gotta get back to work.” Rosie looks almost...disappointed?
“I should probably get going too. I have a huge work event tonight. And my mem…er co-workers will be pretty mad if I’m not there to help prepare.” As you both get up from the table you realize it’s now or never.
“Hey Rosie? I know we only just met but talking to you has honestly been the highlight of my week. So I’d be kicking myself later if I didn’t ask for your number. Or I guess your Instagram? Since you probably have an Australian number. We could DM...or...yeah.” Rosie is hesitating again. Crap. Did you overstep?
“Um actually can I give you my WhatsApp? That’ll work better than Instagram.” Okay! That’s good! You both exchange phones as you put in the contact information. When Rosie hands you your phone back you smile as you notice her contact name is Rosie but with a coffee cup emoji next to it. You look up at her with a raised eyebrow.
“So you don’t forget where you met me.” She says with a grin. You both walk out the door together and head your separate ways. You feel like you are floating the whole way back to work.
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The rest of the day is pretty uneventful by comparison. You mostly just finish up the remaining tasks you have going into the weekend, respond to (BF/N)’s text about the concert, and answer some emails. At 5:00 you head home and once you get there you immediately hop into the shower. You have the playlist of BLACKPINK songs playing in the background but you are barely paying attention. All you can think about is Rosie. Once you hop out of the shower and throw on some clothes for the concert you grab your phone. Was it kind of desperate to message first? Who cares? This girl was something special. So you shot out a quick WhatsApp message.
(Y/N): Hey Rosie! Just wanted to wish you luck with your big work event! Hope your coworkers weren’t too mad at me for holding you up for so long lol.
With the message sent you flopped back on the couch waiting for (BF/N) to arrive.
About 45 minutes after you sent your message to Rosie your phone buzzed. You scrambled to grab it only to frown when you saw the message.
(BF/N): I’m outside! Let’s goooooo!!!!!!
You sighed grabbing your purse as you headed out the door to (BF/N)’s car. As you begin the drive to the concert venue (BF/N) is enthusiastically talking about BLACKPINK as you nod along absentmindedly. You just keep looking at your phone trying to will a notification to pop up.
“Hello? Earth to (Y/N)? Are you even listening to me?”
“Uh what?” You half-heartedly respond.
“Seriously what’s with you? You’ve been staring at your phone so hard you’re gonna burn a hole in it.” You sigh deeply.
“Okay so when I was on my lunch today I met this amazing girl and we exchanged contact info and I’m waiting for her to message me back.” (BF/N) lets out a ear piercing shriek.
“Seriously!? That’s awesome. Look at you meeting hot people in random places! Details Details!” You explain the basics of what went down earlier in the day. Nothing too specific as not to give your...very loud best friend any reason to crash the car.
“So yeah, that’s the gist of it. Now I’m just waiting for her to message me back.” Like clockwork your phone buzzes. You quickly pick up your phone to see:
Get 20% off on a large pizza when you carry out! Only at Dominos!
Well that was disappointing. You have just about put your phone back down when it buzzes again.
(Rosie): Haha don’t worry about it. Totally worth any dirty looks I got. I probably won’t be able to respond for a little bit cause the event starts soon but I’ll message you after!
You smile as you type out a quick reply.
(Y/N): No problem. I have plans with a friend tonight so I’ll probably be MIA for a bit too. Look forward to talking to you later tho!
You grin broadly at your best friend. “Well now that that’s taken care of let’s hit the concert!”
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You walk into the arena not really paying too close attention to your surroundings. (BF/N) is bouncing around excitedly.
“Oh I should go get some merch! Let’s go!” You roll your eyes.
“Knock yourself out. I’m gonna go find our seats. I’ll see ya there.” You eventually find your section and sit down. You notice that the seats are pretty damn good. They aren’t floor seats or anything but you’ll both have a pretty good view of the stage.
It’s practically almost time for the concert to start when (BF/N) finally shows up at your seats.
“Sorry line was long. Want to see what I got though?”
“Show me after, the show’s starting.” Slowly the arena starts to fill with music. One by one four girls step out onto the stage. A spotlight flashes on to each of them as their name shows on the screen behind them.
Jennie.
Lisa.
Jisoo.
Then the spotlight flashes on the fourth girl. The name on the screen changes.
Rosé. Rosé. Rosie. The girl standing on stage with thousands of people cheering her name is none other than the girl you met this afternoon.
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What. The. Hell. This wasn’t happening. This was INSANE. There was no way that you just happened to meet and flirt with a k-pop star. This was a dream and you were about to wake up at any moment. You squeezed your eyes shut waiting for the moment to end. Nope the music was still playing and Rosie...Rosé? Whatever! Was still up on the stage.
The rest of the concert went by in a blur. You honestly could not tell anyone what happened during the event. It mercifully came to an end when the girls shouted out “Thank you Los Angeles!” After the lights went back up people started to file out of the arena. It took everything in you to get up from your seat and walk out. When you got back to the car (BF/N) looked at you and asked, “So what did you think?” The question broke you from your stupor and you robotically put out an answer.
“Oh, it was good. Really enlightening.”
“Okay? Weird way to put it. You seem distracted. Thinking about Starbucks girl again?” (BF/N) teases. Oh if only you knew you thought to yourself.
“No I’m just really tired. It’s been a long day.” And insane. Certifiably insane, you think. (BF/N) looks at you with confusion.
“Alright, well I’ll drive you home. Try and get some sleep okay?” The drive home is, thankfully, very quiet, allowing you time to stew with the realization that perhaps Rosie might be a touch out of your league.
Why didn’t she say anything? You suppose there isn’t really a good way to bring that up to someone in conversation. It wasn’t like she lied to you. She did say she worked in the entertainment industry. You continue going through the events at the coffee shop in your head until (BF/N) pulls up to your apartment complex. You say a quick good-bye and head up to your place.
Once you're inside and have settled into bed you start the replay process fresh when suddenly your phone buzzes. You pick it up to see a message from the person you both most and least wanted to hear from.
(Rosie): Well I’m glad I didn’t leave you with nothing to do then ;) Did you have fun?
How do you respond? Do you bring up that you were at the concert? Do you ask her about her “work event?” What was the protocol in this situation? You eventually decided to act normal. Admitting that you found out someone is a celebrity seemed like a face to face convo.
(Y/N): Yeah we had a good time. How was your work event?
(Rosie): It went great! I have more work tomorrow but at least one part went off without a hitch.
Tomorrow. Well maybe that was your best shot to talk to her about...well the arena sized elephant in the room. You quickly typed out another message
(Y/N): If you have time before work tomorrow want to meet up again? Maybe in the morning we could grab another coffee?
Ten or so minutes pass before you get a response.
(Rosie): That sounds lovely! Want to meet at the same Starbucks from today?
(Y/N): Perfect. 9am work for you?
(Rosie): Yup! See you then!
A heart emoji ended her last message and yours skipped a beat. There was no doubt you were into this girl. Unfortunately there was still a major complication looming over you. Tomorrow you would have to have a very difficult conversation with someone you just met and maybe kinda had a huge thing for. Who happened to be famous. What on earth was happening in your life?