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#𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐯 ☆ a dependent blog for @𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐯. please do not interact if you are not apart of the group.

── .✦ penned by 𝐥𝐞𝐞 (any pronouns)

𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ☆ ryan destiny. twenty9. she/her

── .✦ or a study in winding yourself 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 that you can't help but snap, finding release in only what can give you the most 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, and thinking that you can make everything fit perfectly if you just try 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.

[commonpeoplcs]

elliot  couldn't  remember  the  last  time  he  enjoyed  a  song  from  this  decade.  este  love,  with  her  accolades  and  adoring  fans,  was  no  exception.  sure,  he  could  see  how  people  whispered  excitedly  around  them  in  the  small  cafe,  but  he  really  couldn't  tell  one  popstar  from  the  next  and  even  the  mention  of  the  new  album  did  little  to  pique  his  interest.  different  strokes,  he  supposed.  taking  a  sip  from  his  coffee,  elliot  thought  carefully  about  what  he  could  have  possibly  mentioned  to  inspire  such  a  song.  “private  equity  asset  management?  c'mon,  you  do  not  want  to  write  a  song  about  the  shit  i  talk  about,”  he  joked,  rolling  his  eyes.  “i'm  boring.  i  want  to  be  boring.  if  i  were  actually  interesting,  you'd  be  seeing  a  lot  more  of  me  on  that  stupid  blog.  seriously,  don't  tell  me  you're  just  fishing  for  gossip  now.”

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immediate  scoff  passes  her  lips  before  she  can  help  herself.  fishing  for  gossip?  as  if.  “  you  don't  think  i  have  better  things  to  do  than  to  bother  you  about  your  personal  life,  elliot?  ”  true,  for  the  record.  she's  nothing  if  not  busy.  “  you  were  talking  about  how  people  can  underestimate  you  because  you  don't  have  a  college  degree.  ”  that  was  something  they  had  bonded  over,  being  dropouts  -  hers  being  in  high  school,  but  it  wasn't  often  people  in  her  industry  got  college  degrees,  anyways.  she  assumed  being  a  high  school  dropout  singer  and  a  college  dropout  ceo  were  about  equal  in  judgement.  “  you  don't  think  that's  interesting?  ”  pretty  sure  she  knew  the  answer  to  that  already.

[holograph1cs]

the  notebook's  reveal  earns  the  slightest  lift  of  his  brow,  attention  drifting  from  the  cup  in  front  of  him  to  the  careful  way  she  positions  the  pen  like  whatever  he  says  next  is  already  halfway  to  becoming  top 40 material.  he  lets  the  silence  stretch  for  a  moment,  "  you're  giving  me  a  lot  of  credit  there,  "  voice edged  with  quiet  skepticism.  "  good songs  usually  come  from  something  a  little  more  interesting  than  whatever  nonsense  i  was  rambling  about  the other day.  "  his  gaze  flicks  briefly  toward  the  open  page,  then  back  to  her,  amusement  slipping  in  despite  himself.  "  unless  you're  planning  on  writing  a  very  honest  record  about  insomnia  or  questionable  decisions. " though what did he know ? este was the one people were still talking about. who was he but a washed up has - been ?

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insomnia  este  knew  about,  from  her  lengthy  childhood  alternating  between  sleeplessness  and  night  terrors,  but  it  was  the  other  thing  phoenix  mentioned  that  she  had  less  experience  with:  honesty.  with  her  year-long  publicity  stunt  relationship,  her  fighting  with  her  label  about  the  genre  of  music  she  wanted  to  do,  and  her  inability  to  accept  things  as  they  were  instead  of  as  they  should  be,  honesty  was  little  more  than  a  word  to  este  love.  “  i  want  to  move  away  from  the  pop  genre  of  house  of  cards,  ”  referencing  her  debut  album  and  its'  mass-appeal.  despite  growing  up  in  church  music  and  soul,  este's  research  meant  she  knew  that  her  debut  album  wouldn't  have  caught  the  attention  it  did  unless  she  played  by  the  rules  -  and  wasn't  that  what  it  came  down  to  at  the  end  of  the  day?  attention?

the  second  album,  though,  needed  to  have  a  perspective,  lest  she  be  seen  as  a  one-hit  wonder.  “  i'm  thinking  something  more…raw.  r&b,  maybe,  or  something  with  a  choir.  ”  there  was  not  many  things  worse  than  a  mediocre  second  album.  a  bad  first  album  can  be  written  off  as  ‘finding  your  footing’  -  a  bad  second  one  tells  the  world  that  you're  already  out  of  stories  to  tell.  which  is  how  este  ended  up  here,  sitting  in  front  of  the  one  person  who  had  already  been  deemed  out  of  stories  to  tell.  she  had  never  believed  it,  though.  “  i  really  think  you  can  help  me.  ”   the  truth.  besides,  if  anyone  had  the  craft  to  turn  nix's  bad  decisions  into  music  people  wanted  to  hear,  it  had  to  be  este.  right?

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INT.  local  coffee  shop  -  morning status  :  open.

unlike  most  of  the  people  she  met,  she  wasn't  a  fan  of  gossip.  este  much  preferred  useful  information,  her  preferred  mode  of  getting  to  know  people.  what  was  the  thing  they  knew  the  most  about?  what  could  she  extrapolate  from  it  to  use  to  make  herself  more  powerful?  she  was  a  natural  networker,  and  this  coffee  chat  was  no  exception.  “  new  album  just  came  out  .  .  . ”  she  said,  as  if  it  wasn't  already  plastered  across  times  square.  she  liked  to  play  humble  where  she  could.  “  naturally,  next  one  is  in  the  works.  ”  she  looked  at  the  person  before  her  as  if  her  question  was  obvious.  when  it  didn't  click,  she  continued.  “  i  want  to  write  a  song  about  that  thing  you  were  telling  me  about.  ”  that  thing  that  had  happened  to  them,  or  was  it  that  interest  they  had  taken  up?  este  couldn't  remember,  but  she  took  out  her  fountain  pen  and  notebook  to  write  down  everything  that  was  said  now. 

[chcrryw1ne]

status  :  open  for  everyone location  :  central  park  reservoir 

holding  a  cup  of  hot  chai  in  her  hand,  after  being  finished  with  her  private  classes  for  the  morning,  mila  found  herself  around  the  reservoir  looking  at  the  skyline  of  the  west  side  from  the  east.  she  did  find  central  park  to  be  obnoxious  at  times,  but  beautiful  at  most.  she  was  so  spaced  out  with  her  airpods  in  her  ears  listening  to  whatever  podcast  was  in  the  background  of  her  walk,  that  she  didn't  even  realize  someone  was  talking.  “  i'm  sorry.  ”  the  ballerina  says  as  she  takes  out  one  airpod.  “  were  you  talking  to  me  ?  ”

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este  hadn't,  actually,  been  talking  been  talking  to  the  blonde  before  her,  mostly  just  trying  to  clear  her  mind  before  her  press  junket  began  that  afternoon.  she  wasn't  quite  used  to  the  catapult  into  the  spotlight  -  she  had  been  grinding  for  attention  in  the  music  industry  for  the  last  decade  and  a  half,  but  the  last  year  or  two  had  more  to  show  it  for  it  than  she  had  expected.  getting  recognized  in  all  her  old  haunts  was . . .an  interesting  experience,  to  say  the  least.  it  was  fun,  until  people  started  talking  to  her,  at  which  point  este  realized  just  how  exhausting  it  was  to  keep  up  constant  media  training  with  people  who  didn't  have  the  same  concerns  about  reputation  she  did. 

she  had  spent  the  last  few  months  trying  to  find  more  and  more  exclusive  places,  though  she  found  she  missed  places  like  this  -  which  is  what  brought  her  to  central  park  shortly  after  sunrise,  the  only  time  she  found  to  enjoy  it  without  her  aforementioned  concerns  polluting  the  area.  “  it's  pretty,  right?  ”  she  said  instead,  locking  eyes  with  the  girl  before  tugging  her  gaze  toward  the  skyline.  not  as  pretty  as  you.  because  it  was  her  gut  instinct  to  flirt,  but  este  learned  the  hard  way  how  she  had  to  start  being  more  discrete.  she  let  her  gaze  linger,  anyway.  “  please  tell  me  you're  also  avoiding  responsibilities  right  now. "  or  some  other  reason  that  would  explain  why  she  was  up  so  early.  “  i'm  supposed  to  be  on  my  way  to  be  media  training.  ”

[narcobarbies]

RYAN DESTINY Golden Globes 2026

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𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄!!!

𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰?

Jordan, you know I love you, but girl...what a silly question! I didn't want to go into music, I wanted to be known. It just so happened that I had the voice of an angel - at least, that's what my agent told me when he came to my high school's talent show.

𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗔𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗵𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗺?

Scouting talent, of course! But if you're asking what piqued his interest, he might have received a very helpful hint that there was a star-in-the-making there. From a very wise benefactor.

𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗫𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗲𝗿 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗹?

Not sure how that's relevant.

𝗪𝗵𝘆'𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆? 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲!

Exactly, Jordan. It's cute. I'm not here to be cute. I spent enough of my childhood with puffy cheeks and bouncing legs, biting my nails down to the nubs. I'm not that child anymore - I'm Este.

𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗦𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰…?

Don't look at me like that. It's not that I don't care about the music - of course I do. I write all my own lyrics, don't I? Well, as many as my label will let me. I've got lists and lists in that traveler's notebook you see in all the trashy tabloids - no offence - of every combination of song lyrics my brain can come up with, and then some. I'm just saying that if I was amazing at aerial silks, you'd find me on the poster for Cirque du Soleil. I didn't care what I could do - I just had to do it.

𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘀.

Don't.

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁.

Not sure how that's relevant, either.

𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆, 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗿𝗺…

Jordan! I write about everything! My man, of course, but also my friends, and my enemies, and maybe some past ex-boyfriends here and there - not sure how that's a crime!

𝗦𝗼 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻?

Who else?

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗼𝗽 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁-

Do. Not.

𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆. (𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲) 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗿𝗲…?

It's called chemistry, Jordan! It's not my fault I have it with everybody! People acting as if I would cheat on my man right in front of his face don't know me at all - I have class. Besides, can you call it cheating if he doesn't even care?

𝗦𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗣𝗥 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽? 𝗢𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱?

Is it that obvious? On the record, this is the second worst-interview I've ever had. Right after the one we're discussing right now.

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀𝘆 - 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲?

Yes, I saw that on her Instagram story - not even brave enough to post her micro-aggressions to the main feed, I see. I might have tried to help with the pacing and framing, but I've been in front of the camera since I was fourteen, making Youtube videos in my childhood bedroom. I know how to make myself look good - the fact that this talk show hostess couldn't doesn't make me bossy.

𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝘂𝘁, 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲. 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗻-𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴?

I write down everything. It's not just song lyrics - it's everything I could ever want to know. I have about half a dozen notebooks lining my bookshelf at the studio just about vocal techniques and sound mixing. At the villa, there's probably closer to triple that. I take notes whenever anyone talks - that's how I know you won't get an interview like this ever again.

𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁! 𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁?

Maybe you should have asked better questions, Jordan. An Este never forgets.

𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆, 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲: 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗻𝗼𝗯?

Boy, everyone knows I swear by my Sailor Nawate fountain pen and my Traveler's Company notebook. You're going to have to do better than that.

𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘅𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱?

...You're getting colder. But yes, the rumours are true: I was diagnosed with General Anxiety Disorder after my mom passed - seventeen years ago now, mind you, so I'm not sure how it's relevant to where I am now. It mostly meant I had trouble sleeping as a kid, but now it means I get legally prescribed Ambien.

𝗪𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱, 𝗘𝘀.

Oh my god, to help me sleep! Don't twist my words! It's official: I'm never doing another interview with DIVA again.

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱?

Bold of you to think we're friends - oh, and stream my new song, Solitaire, on all music platforms now!

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── .✦ hey, i think i just served 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ! you mean the 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝟗 year old 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 known for their 𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐒, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓? no way, what did they order ? 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄. wow, no surprise for someone whose garnered a reputation for being 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 AND 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐑𝐎-𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆. i heard the hostess say they were being targeted by @𝑅𝑂𝐵𝐼𝑁𝐻𝑂𝑂𝐷 because of 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 . maybe it's just me but it doesn't align with the tabloids screaming about 𝑇𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑅'𝑆 𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐸𝐵𝑂𝑂𝐾 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐿𝐸𝐷 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑇𝑆, 𝐿𝑂𝑂𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑇 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑈𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅𝑁𝐸𝐴𝑇𝐻 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐸𝑌𝐸𝐿𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐸𝑆 𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑆𝐼𝑍𝐸𝑆 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑈𝑃, 𝐿𝐸𝑀𝑂𝑁 𝐽𝑈𝐼𝐶𝐸 𝐻𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑊𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐸𝑆 𝑇𝑂 𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑃 𝑁𝐴𝐼𝐿-𝐵𝐼𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝐴𝐵𝐼𝑇𝑆 whenever their name comes up. make sure to deliver the drink to the 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 ( 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝟐, 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐁 ) and let’s hope they're a good tipper. if not, i'll happily send in some stories of my own.

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