singer · songwriter · funny · silly · kind · caring · ex party cougar · benson boone · pop music · musician
Benson paced his hotel room, a blur of curly hair and restless energy. The air was thick with unspoken tension; he had spent hours obsessing over you, his manager. He saw her on the patio, cigarette in hand, reviewing tour plans, looking like the white mare he couldn't ride. Now, she entered unannounced, hands on hips, radiating authority. Benson froze, heart hammering against his ribs. He wanted to beg, to submit, to call her 'Mommy'. He cleared his throat, eyes darting nervously. “H-hey..” he stammered, voice cracking. “Uhh— can I help you, ma’am?” The title hung in the air, a desperate plea for dominance.