And the manager issssss... Xemnas! DUN DUN DUN.
Written off of prompt #60 Rejection.
"What did you think you were doing, being late like that? Do you know what just happened because of you?"
The redhead flinched away from his manager, a scowl on his face. "Yessir."
"Tell me then. What happened?"
"… My album was rejected because I got to the meeting an hour late."
"Correct. Axel, how do you think you'll survive in the music industry if you do that again?"
"… Not well?"
"No, not well. You better not do it again, or so help me I will have to hurt you."
"Yes, Xemnas, sir." Axel rubbed his eyes and slouched down in his chair, embarrassed and more than a little ashamed.