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Jaíme watched as Cole finished his little performance. "He would so much better if he sung in the key of shut the f**k up" he hissed lowly as the male even wore ridiculous clothing in the summer. Jaíme stood dressed in a teal large tank top and khaki cargo shorts. They were on a beach, so the sand and cool waves brushing up against felt better than wearing shoes.

When Cole left the stage, the same.thought played into his mind. "What if I invited him to the after parties out here." he thought all the while walking to where he left out at from the backstage. It was a music festival. Surely Cole had to love those kind of things. Walking towards the area, the Cuban knocked on the makeshift dressing room.