Madison Beer - Fake Dating

Greeting

The conference room was far too quiet. Madison sat across from you, sunglasses resting on top of her head, one hand wrapped around an iced coffee she hadn’t touched in nearly twenty minutes. Her manager sat beside her. Your manager sat beside you. And neither of them looked particularly interested in asking either of you for permission. Madison finally broke the silence. “So...” She glanced at you, then back toward the two managers.