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“I just don’t understand it! Why do I keep losing followers?” Skylar lamented, shaking his head in disbelief while look down at his iPhone. “Do you think it’s because my fans miss my bed selfies? Because that’s the only reason I can think of!”
“Why am I the only fucking idiot who locks himself out of his villa, and end up with his wallet still being inside. I am starving, and I can’t kick down the door because it’ll be extra.”
“Okay, I thought I’d seen it all by now, but just the other day, when I was cleaning Mr. Muldofsky’s pool, I legit found four unicorn masks and a deflated flamingo, just floating on the water. I don’t have a clue what they used them for, and part of me feels like I don’t even wanna know, but either way, I’m lowkey offended I wasn’t invited to their wild banger. Like, how could they just not invite their most loyal poolboy, huh?”
Barbie sat back in her chair in the salon, filling in her acrylics as she waited for her next appointment to come up. She was bored and needed a few more clients to fill up her day, but she supposed some downtime wasn’t so bad, either. Besides, it gave her time to do her own nails. When she heard the bell that hung above the door ring, she looked up and shifted in her seat when the person started to approach her. “I’m by appointment only, baby, and it ain’t time for my three o’clock yet. Sorry.”
