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a recording studio cluttered with cables. ( STAR + CILLIAN )

THERE IS LITTLE TO NO DELICACY IN THE WAY STAR LETS HERSELF KICK AT A CABLE SNAKING ACROSS THE FLOOR. a frown pulls across her lips, but not one of distaste : the mess in the room wasn’t what was bothering her, at least not right now ( and, admittedly, she could respect the mess, to a point ). she felt wild, like she could stay awake for weeks, and maybe the flash in her dark eyes said the same thing – there was electricity in her blood, in her spine, holding her upright and pulsing beneath her skin. but lips don’t part to speak, just to pull on the cigarette dangling from her lips. she finally turns to look at cillian, to find those bright eyes in their dark hollows. maybe there was something there that could tell her what was going haywire with this song – and maybe he had the answers to everything hidden somewhere between his ears. her frown pulls a little more when she can’t see anything there. cillian roseingrave is an enigma to star. he is everything, at least in her head, but she can’t pick at him, she can’t pull him apart at the edges and pick at his brain, no matter how hard she tried. he was a master of putting the conversation back on the correct tracks after she’d managed to derail it, and she was always so surprised when she discovered that they were back where they were supposed to be. there was no detours with cillian. she supposed that she could respect it : they were here because the label asked him for a favor. they wanted him to pick up the pieces of the poor little rich girl ( realistically, they knew they didn’t believe her own line of thinking about herself, but frustration drew that negative self-talk out in waves ) and put her back together, to try to make something out of the hand-me-down parts that she took from her father, from her brothers. “what’s wrong with it?” what’s wrong with me? she wanted to ask. do you know why i can’t do anything right? anything good enough? but the questions about the song, that had to be good enough for now – he wouldn’t entertain the spiral beginning to form at the base of her thoughts, just waiting for every precarious thing to tumble down and into it.

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I rewrote the bridge. Without you. It's better now. ( for star )

STAR HAD BARELY SAT DOWN, sunglasses still perched in front of her dark eyes. her notebook is dumped unceremoniously onto the table, followed by ㅤㅤ━━ㅤㅤ a little more carefully ㅤㅤ━━ㅤㅤ her coffee. a sharp breath leaves her lips, letting julian’s statement hover in the air before she fully reacts to it. lips pull into a small scowl, pressing her palm against the wood grain. ㅤㅤit’s too early for this shit.ㅤㅤ whether or not it was actually early, that wasn’t for her to decide. “ㅤ i swear to god you better not have said what i fucking thought you just said. i’m gonna need you to repeat yourself but fucking say it better than you did because what do you mean you rewrote the fucking bridge ? ㅤ” she stares the man down from behind her sunglasses, her brows narrowing behind those frames, leaning back into her seat and crossing her arms defiantly.

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➹ + Javier Bardem, because we’ve been watching Cape Fear and he’s on my mind.

#RAMIRO ORTIZ-SUAREZ can be found HERE !

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#RAMIRO ORTIZ-SUAREZ :: BODYGUARD, STAR MODI .

NOT MUCH IS TRULY KNOWN ABOUT RAMIRO ORTIZ-SUAREZ, except that he is often spotted as STAR MODI’s ever-present shadow for as long as the american public can remember. hired by ISAAC MODI originally to keep a watchful eye over the young twins, he is one of the only things that truly ties star to her father. BORN IN SPAIN, ramiro’s story truly begins when he was fifteen, immigrating to the united states with his father. los angeles was truly a different beast for him, but quickly, he fell in love with both the city and the pace of life there. he was a good student, focused on his studies, and truly – bitingly intelligent. after working a string of odd jobs to support himself, ramiro ended up in a security guard position simply by chance ㅤㅤ ━━ ㅤㅤ and a friend of a friend of a friend knowing someone. he did not expect that security detail would become his line of work, and yet it was something that he was good at. it became a thread that he followed, so much so that it took over his entire life. he never had much of a personal life, often letting his relationships fester and fall apart in exchange for his work.

#STAR MODI.