๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐ โก
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ธ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ป๐ โ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ โ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐น๐
{ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ธ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐พ โ ๐โ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ โ ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐พ๐พ
๐โ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฃ โ ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ ๐โ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฃ๐
{ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ }โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ โ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ป๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐พ๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐ โ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ธ๐๐พ๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก โ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ย
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโแดสแดแดแดแดแด ๊ฐแดส แดแดแดแดสแดแดขแดขษช: แดสแด ษขสแดแดแด
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โฉ
โ ๐ง'๐ค ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐น๐ ๐จ'๐ฃ; ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐พ๐ป ๐ผ ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐! โ
โฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ผ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐. ๐ด๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ โChrissy Li. A flippant gossip columnist whose big fat mouth will be the end of her, one day. She's here for Starbucks, cute clothes, and ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . Her ultimate goal? Save up for a new car (โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก, โ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐ก๐๐๐).
๐ฉ๐ถ๐๐ โขโข ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ "๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ" ๐ฟ๐. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ '๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก'.
๐๐๐ โขโข ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ 28 ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐ข๐๐๐น๐๐ & ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ โขโข ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, โ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐.
๐ต๐พ๐๐๐ฝ๐น๐ถ๐ & ๐ฎ๐พ๐๐ โขโข ๐โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐ 10๐กโ, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โขโข ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ด.
๐ช๐ธ๐ธ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ โขโข ๐บ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ฟ.๐ด. ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ฟ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐ โขโข ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ##๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ .โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ "๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ", ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐, โ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, witnessing celebrity drama first-hand, fruit smoothies, sweet foods, strawberry milkshakes, glitter/sparkles, pop music (especially of the "trashy" variety), her hot-pink car, social media, strawberries, ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข), high-heels, lip gloss, nail polish, make-up in general, short skirts, organization, sparkly pens, colorful planners and sticky notes, choker necklaces, hoop earrings, yogurt-covered pretzels, froyo, bubble tea, perfectly color-coded anything, her very extensive network of informants (who happen to come from all walks of life, thank you very much), โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ (๐๐ก'๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ!), being recognized for her journalist skills, dry humor and satire, cute purses, dresses with pockets
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
When college guys hit on her because she literally looks ten years younger than she actually is (๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐'๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ก๐ฆ!), being looked down upon because of her job, when people just won't tell her what they know (no matter how much she begs and pleads and bribes and blackmails), ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐ข๐ (๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐'๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐), shitty airplane food, superhero movies (there are so. Many. Plot. Holes. Which is a bit rich, coming from a gossip columnist like her, but still), those annoying bougie vegan hipster restaurants that serve spirulina-infused magical algae (like, seriously-what is she, made of money?!), being seen in public in sweatpants (it's not like this would ever happen though, of course), sneakers (they're kinda...ugly, if you think about it. Heels are way better), ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ โ โ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐ข๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ โ๐๐ก), when people tell her she needs to swear less, when people feel like they can tell her what to do in general
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ (though her impractically high heels give her at least another four or five) and weighing less than one-hundred and twenty pounds. ๐ป๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐โ๐ก, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, though she's dyed it everything from red to blonde to pink (back when dyeing your hair with Kool-Aid was a thing, in middle school). When she was younger, Chrissy was pretty indecisive about her hair, and was constantly getting it altered, but she's kept her hairstyle consistent since she was eighteen. ๐ ๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ค, ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก โ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ . Chrissy thinks that it's too straight, but unfortunately, her hair doesn't hold curls very well. Oh, well. Sometimes it just be like that.
Chrissy's features are usually arranged in an expression of mild irritation, because honestly, life never goes the way she wants it to. Her lips are on the thinner side, a fact she hides with eye-popping lipsticks and lip gloss. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ-โ๐๐โ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค, ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ ๐กโ๐ โ๐๐โ๐๐ ๐ก ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. Indeed, with her diminutive stature and petite frame, most people can't help but to find Chrissy...cute. Cute as in, "oh look it's a twelve-year-old." Which pisses her off to no end; ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐โ ๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ฆ????
On most days, Chrissy refuses to be seen in public without a full face of makeup on-foundation, concealer, mascara, lipstick and/or lip gloss, eyeliner, nail polish, highlighter, eye shadow; the whole shebang. ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, and she takes great pride in her killer winged eyeliner. Clothing-wise, although her favorite color is by far pink, Chrissy's wardrobe is a veritable rainbow of all sorts of colors, from pastel yellow to neon blue. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐/๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ .
Chrissy's self-described style is "sparkly pink biker chick glam". She will 100% pair a magenta crop top bedazzled with rhinestones with black skinny jeans and hot pink combat boots. She's not afraid to show some skin, either, but Chrissy hates the cold, so she keeps her outfits, ah, reasonable during the winter months. ๐โ๐๐ข๐โ โ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐ โ๐๐ (๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐) ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ . Finally, for special occasions, her go-tos are glitzy mini-dresses and sparkly stilettos, and maybe fishnets-and killer eyeliner, of course.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ก, Chrissy Li may have found herself the perfect job when she became a gossip columnist. Indeed, Chrissy is rather shallow (and she's perfectly aware of this, thank you very much), as her life basically revolves around whether Generic Female Actress was dating Attractive Male Singer or not - and whether or not she could get a good story out of it. ๐โ๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐-๐๐-๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ โ๐ข๐๐๐ that is (more often than not) not kept "in cheek". At all.
๐ด๐๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ ๐ โ๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐๐. Her cheerfully blunt and wry (if slightly sarcastic) disposition is well-liked by her peers, even if they do make fun of her for disturbing habit of sprinting after celebs after they've gotten into cars. ๐ผ๐ 6-๐๐๐โ โ๐๐๐๐ . Chrissy is also too curious for her own good-she's been known to follow a lead past the point of sanity. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐' ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐? Flippant and impulsive, Chrissy is full of sarcastic quips and has an unfortunate tendency for making smart, snarky remarks at exactly the wrong times.
With her sharp tongue and dry humor, ๐ โ๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ , and she is remarkably good at keeping track of and managing people, for all her sparkly (and gossipy) ways. Chrissy is always prepared for everything, be it a slew of paperwork or a broken nail (and if she herself doesn't know how to fix it, there's a 99% chance that she knows someone who can). Although she's quite flighty, Chrissy is a very talented multi-tasker - she can apply sparkly pink eye shadow while reciting exact date that some famous actress or the other hooked up with their current boyfriend, broke up with their current boyfriend, got back together with their current boyfriend, and broke up again with the same boyfriend while operating a motor vehicle (which is quite an impressive feat in L.A. traffic!). ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฆ-๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ; if you give her even the slightest clue, the tiniest hint, Chrissy will have the truth out of you. She is most certainly not as ditzy as she (sometimes) comes off as, and before you know it, she'll have the name of the mysterious woman GoodLooking MaleSinger was making out with at the club last night, her address, if she likes Pepsi or Coke, her phone number, her Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter usernames (and maybe even the passwords), and (probably) her social security number out of you ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ . . . Well, Chrissy wouldn't call them friends, but she has a pretty widespread network of informants, some of which include former A-Listers. ๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ก๐๐๐ ; in an industry like hers, secrecy is key. You'll understand, of course?
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ . . . Chrissy hasn't dated since college. #ForeverAlone
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ . . . Lowkey wishes she was ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐, what with all her college friends getting married and having kids right now; lives with her great-aunt and wants to move out because their apartment is cramped and dysfunctional, but also L.A. rent is fucking atrocious; ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐? One that doesn't involve stalking celebs to night clubs on Friday nights with the Hollywood Daily's photographer (don't get her wrong, Chrissy loves her job. ๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐??? ๐โ๐ ๐๐ ๐'๐ก ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐)
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
แดสแดแดแดแดแด ๊ฐแดส แดแดแดแดสแดแดขแดขษช: แดสแด ษขสแดแดแด
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ โฉ
Chrissy and Rio first "meet" over Twitter, after Chrissy publishes a particularly scathing article about him. After a ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐โ๐๐๐๐ in which Rio said he'd give her money to go to one of his concerts, Chrissy accepted (๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐?) and went to his Prague show. They met for the first time there, had some bantz (read all about it in ๐ด๐๐๐ฅ'๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ), and Chrissy decided - sort of to troll Rio - ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ โ๐๐ค, which would subsequently go on to launch Maria's career as a singer. Rio persistently contacts her, and Chrissy finally caves him and gives him her ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก, mostly so that her boss and co-workers wouldn't get pissed at Rio spamming the official THWD social media accounts.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
แดสแดแดแดแดแด ๊ฐแดส แดแดแดแดสแดแดขแดขษช: แดสแด ษขสแดแดแด
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐?
๐ต&๐ตโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ต๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐ง๐ง๐๐ก, ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ก - ๐ป๐๐๐๐! ๐ผ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ & ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ?
โฌ Iโm sure you all remember how Penny Picard, the lead singer of B&B (AKA yet another hippie indie folk band from Europe trying to make it big here in the States, with pretty steady success so far), had a psychotic break right after the group dropped their first album; I mean, the girl got drunk and punched a reporter! Ouch.
โฌ So is it really a surprise that she threw a bitch fit while grabbing drinks with the rest of the band just last Saturday? At her fellow bandmate Blade Izzat, no less!
โฌ From what I hear, Penny was pissed - rightfully so - that Blade slept with Lรฉo Fouchรฉ, the groupโs manager and Pennyโs long-term boyfriend. And look, Iโll say it; Blade had it coming.
โฌ But what does this mean for the future of the band? Will Penny and Bladeโs apparent feud be why B&B disbands? And who knows what happens behind closed doors; has Blade been hiding black eyes with concealer this entire time without anyone noticing?
โฌ Of course, this is all speculation (for now), but none of this can be doing the band any good. Making it big in the States, and then staying big, is no easy task, and if your lead singer is constantly punching the lights out of your guitarist - I wouldnโt be surprised, given her past history - Iโm sure that makes it 20 times harder! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
โฌ The San Francisco-born kpop idol HYE, known for her fierce girl power songs and her friendship with big names like Zach Efron and Dua Lipa, has kissed a girl...and apparently, she liked it.
โฌ Two weeks ago, right after the soloist dropped her new EP - or, as they call it over there, a โcomebackโ - she and her manager at Polysphere Entertainment were caught having a steamy makeout sesh in the back of a car. The pics exploded over social media, and Korean netizens were not happy. At all.
โฌ HYE has since returned to the States, and it seems like sheโs given up on promoting her new comeback. The future of the kpop idol remains to be seen, but Iโll go ahead and ask the question thatโs on everyoneโs minds, right now - was locking lips with a girl a one-time thing, for HYE? Or has she been sleeping with other women this entire time? And whatโs she planning to do, now that her career in Korea is basically ruined?
โฌ Check out THWD.com for the pics! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ 2019 ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ข๐โ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐
โฌ Ever since #Brangelina hit the fan back in 2016, weโve all waited with a bated breath to see who the next lucky girl on Bradโs arm would be, and so far, heโs had the attention span of a goldfish, running through flings as if his life depended on it. So is it really a surprise that he was spotted with yet another woman on a night out in New York last weekend?!?!
โฌ At first, the identity of said woman was a mystery, but after some digging on social media, weโve realized that her name is Brigitte Anthony - AKA a โveganโ Insta model whose captions are even more inane than Alexis Renโs. Brad and Brigitte (#Bragitte?) were, according to an unnamed source, living it up with the rest of the Once Upon a Time in Hollywood cast until they split off on their own, obviously plastered. Is it just me, or does this have โdrunk hookupโ written all over it?
โฌ Well, whatever happened, letโs just hope that it was classier than a quickie behind the bushes in Central Park...though given Brigitteโs reputation, I wouldnโt be so sure.
โฌ Once Upon a Time in Hollywood is set to premiere this July. Check out THWD.com for pics! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ด๐ข๐๐ข๐ ๐ก 2019 ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ข๐โ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐
โฌ As Iโm sure some of you know, Rafael Vazquez, the Spanish heartthrob that rose to fame with his role as the male lead of Netflixโs รlite (think PLL meets Riverdale), also brought his girlfriend with him in his meteoric rise to the top. Rafael and Natasha were the celeb couple of the entire Western hemisphere after Rafael proposed...and now heโs called the quits?!
โฌ Nobody has the slightest idea as to how - or why - this series of events came about, but the tea is piping hot! The fan theories are running wild on social media, but I think that thereโs only one possible explanation: Rafaelโs been hooking up with someone on the side, and canโt give them up to marry Natasha.
โฌ #Y-I-K-E-S. If I were Natasha, Iโd block his cheating ass and move on. Good fucking riddance!
โฌ Check out THWD.com for the full scoop on รlite! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฆ
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ 2020 ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ข๐โ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐
โฌ EYE CANDY ALERT! Itโs no secret that Enrique Iglesiasโ lesser-known (and, letโs be real, less talented) brother, VALรRIO, is quite possibly the hottest man alive, and the latest Calvin Klein campaign confirms it.
โฌ VALรRIO first came to our attention after Enrique featured him on his hit single โDINERO FOR DINNERโ, but their fake legal battle over the song (which was, by the way, completely staged for the attention) is what became his true claim to fame. VALรRIO has since released more music, including his most recent album, 20/20, but I gotta say...VALรRIOโs six-pack is proooobably more impressive than any of the songs on said album.
โฌ Check out THWD.com for the full spread of pics! Trust me, itโs worth it. { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ร๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐
โฌ So, Iโm sure youโre wondering whatever became of the brief Twitter exchange between me and Enrique Iglesiasโ lesser-known and less talented brother, VALรRIO, in which he basically told the world that he was going to slide into my (well, the official THWD accountโs) DMs.
โฌ Some context is, perhaps, necessary. His original tweet was in response to one of my daily columns about the new Calvin Klein ad campaign, where I said, and I quote, โVALรRIOโs six-pack is proooobably more impressive than any of the songs on said album.'' The Colombian singer-songwriter tweeted that heโd pay me to come to one of his concerts in response, and what can I say? Free money is free money.
โฌ (No, you guys. He did not send me a dick pic. Not even someone as hot as VALรRIO can send an unsolicited dick pic and make it classy...though, given his general personality, I wouldnโt put a gross fuckboy move like that past him).
โฌ The concert itself was nothing to write home about. We all know the songs that hot douchebags like VALรRIO write; itโs just sex, drugs, money, and objectifying women. Been there, done that, times a million. Nope. No thank you. What really caught my eye was one of the backup dancers.
โฌ According to Marcelo Rosario's (a member of the รlite cast) Wikipedia page, Maria is his older sister. Sheโs danced for big names like Ariana Grande and Lana Del Rey before, and has been spotted with A-listers like Zendaya, Bad Bunny, and Serena Judt. But what is there really for me to say? The girl is fire.
โฌ From her warm-up vocal runs backstage to her fierce flamenco solo, there is nothing about Maria that isnโt impressive. Fresh out of a world tour with Ari herself, Maria proved to the world that she has what it takes to make it big - well, bigger - at the VALรRIO concert last weekend.
โฌ Of course, that might not be a good thing for Maria; rumor has it that the 25-year-old used to hook up with Ariana Grande behind closed doors. I mean, talk about tea! Were they just fuck buddies, or was it more serious? Are they still sleeping with each other? And, back when she danced for Rihanna, Maria was dating Carlos Lopez, another member of the รlite cast, who has since moved on to Denise Paola (who plays Lucrecia on รlite). As far as anyone knows, their relationship came to a screeching halt after Carlos mysteriously disappeared from the scene in California.
โฌ I guess my biggest question is: has Ari truly kissed a girl, and liked it? Ariโs chart-topping break up with your girlfriend, iโm bored (and the accompanying music video), plus โI like women and menโ from Monopoly, seem to imply that she has. Hmm.
โฌ All of that aside, thereโs no denying that Maria was the one who truly stole the show last Saturday. Iโll admit it; I was pretty skeptical about going to the concert, even with the promise of free money. But seeing Maria perform live, even if she was โonlyโ a back-up dancer, was more than worth it.
โฌ After her performance on Saturday, Maria's definitely gonna be on our 'faces to watch' list. For more of the hottest scoops, check out THWD.com! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
โฌ Anonymous sources have confirmed that the playboy singer-songwriter will be collaborating with a newer face in the music industry on his next single. Aforementioned sources say that the mystery singerโs music is heavily inspired by Valรฉrioโs own act, weaving in influences of reggaeton, hip-hop, and fuckboy party culture, but with a distinct twist.
โฌ Well, let me just say this: when Valรฉrioโs current act is mostly about flashing his abs and getting into fake legal scandals for the attention (and featuring on songs by more talented artists), this newcomer should have no problem making it big, with or without Valรฉrioโs help!
โฌ Follow @THWD on Instagram, Twitter, and Snapchat to stay up-to-date, and check out THWD.com for more! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
โฌ Just yesterday, the Colombian singer, song-writer, and fuckboy extraordinaire took to Twitter and posted a short status: a ti te canto paโ que tรบ me cante. Translated to English, the status reads โI sing for you so you sing for me.โ
โฌ If Iโm not wrong about this, this line is probably one of the lyrics to the single heโs been teasing for weeks. Okayโthat makes sense. What really has me side-eyeing everything is a Tweet from Marcelo Rosario, AKA Mario Celos: YO X TI TU X MI. FRIDAY
โฌ For those who are unaware, Marcelo Rosario is a member of the รlite cast, and also a producer under his pseudonym โMario Celosโ. Based on the Tweets from both VALรRIO and Marcelo/Mario, Iโd wager that Marceloโs had a hand in producing the single.
โฌ Which leads me to my final question: who the hell is VALรRIO collaborating with? Could it have something to do with the @Gloriana account on Instagram, which is the only account that VALรRIOโs following?
โฌ And, furthermore, how many times is VALรRIO going to do nothing besides flash his abs in the music video while the other artist sings their heart out? Bet you ten bucks that itโs for the entire video! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐! +๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐...?!
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ 3, 2020 (๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐)
โฌ ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ is finally here, and boy was it worth the wait! Yesterday, the backup-dancer-turned-singer (whose real name is Maria Rosario) released Yo x Ti, Tu x Mi under Worldwide Records, a subsidiary of Universal Music Group Latin owned by - you guessed it - VALรRIO.
โฌ Thereโs plenty of tea to spill about the fact that VALรRIO basically told the Iglesias fam to fuck off and established his own independent label, but first of all - what a song! After weeks of rumors and teasers, the sheer anticipation for Yo x Ti, Tu x Mi was out the roof!
โฌ And ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ delivered. Her debut single is a flirty reggaeton bop, and the music video is everything we expect out of the on-stage chemistry between ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ and VALรRIO. Which begs the question: are the two of them involved with each other in some way behind the scenes???
โฌ Now, onto Worldwide Records: what the hell is going on with the Iglesias family?!?! VALรRIO went off the grid for weeks, after the conclusion of his 20/20 World Tour, and now he suddenly has his own subsidiary under Universal Music Group Latinโฆ??? Where the hell did this come from? Did Iglesias Inc., AKA a subsidiary of Warner Music, drop him because his sales figures werenโt good enough, since all he does is take shirtless fuckboy pics and feature on the songs of more successful artists?
โฌ Well, whatever the reason, letโs just hope that VALรRIO doesnโt ruin this for ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ with his fuckery. Sheโs too precious of a gem to lose! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐?!?! +๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!
๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ฆ. . .
โฌ Luna So Min is L.A.โs resident celeb jeweler, and if you know her track record - AKA rumors of a DUI and a subsequent trip to a top-secret rehab facility - then you know that when she parties, she parties hard. This past Friday was no different; although Luna was ostensibly renting the mansion in the hills for the So Min & Co. S/S reveal, I personally think it was more of an excuse to get both herself and the hottest A-listers fucked up. And boy oh boy, did they get fucked up - so fucked up that Penny Picard from Baronesses & Ballistics started a bar brawl with Cardi B!
โฌ Weโd be here all day if I gave you the play-by-play, so here are the highlights:
โฌ ๐๐๐: Our favorite douchebag is back at it again! Although VALรRIOโs charming fuckboy act is nothing new, what caught our attention this time was who he was trying to work over at the party: namely, Spectrum (didnโt she break up with Remington Devereaux, AKA her supermodel girlfriend of five-ish years, just a month ago?!?!), and - wow, what a shocker - the songstress whose fierce dancing was the only thing that made one of his concerts worth the money: ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ.
โฌ And speaking of ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ - sources say that she and her ex (Carlos Lopez of รlite) started arguing, right there at the party! From the looks of it, ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ is officially over Carlos and is proooobably entertaining the thought of a relationship with VALรRIO (or maybe Travis Scott? She was definitely flirting with him too). In any case, the loversโ quarrel happened shortly after VALรRIO had finished cozying up with ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ, and ended with Carlos leaving the party early, obviously disgruntled by how close his ex was getting with VALรRIO.
โฌ Which leads me to the only logical conclusion: Carlos is a two-timing fuckface who wants ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ back now that sheโs famous, without any regard for his current girlfriend. Poor Denise; maybe she should take a page out of ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถโs book and just go ahead and dump his ass right now!
โฌ ๐๐๐๐: After years of radio silence on the romantic front for the ever-so-charming hostess (thatโs what a DUI and a mysterious disappearance will do for ya, kiddos!), Luna seems to finally be on the rebound. Besides randomly disappearing into various rooms with a hottie whoโs too new on the scene to even have a sizeable Instagram following, Luna was also spotted locking lips and taking selfies with Tinashe on the dancefloor last Friday. Letโs just hope that her budding relationship(s) can last through her next stint at a rehab facility!
โฌ ๐๐๐๐: Yep, youโre reading the headline right: B&Bโs lead singer, Penny Picard, didnโt pull any of her punches (both literally and metaphorically!) when she sent a shiner right at Cardi Bโs (very much fake) nose!
โฌ Iโm sure youโre all wondering why Penny would do something like that, when Luna had done everything she could to ensure that all the party-goers would have a good time. Well, I have it on very good authority that Cardi had decided to take the opportunity to insult everything she could about B&B, from their music to their efforts to stay in the spotlight here in the States, and Pennyโs track record, combined with all the drinks and the less-than-legal substances that inevitably found their way into the party (it was one of Lunaโs parties, after all), meant that it was really only a matter of time before Penny punched someone. I mean, hell, sheโs punched her own bandmate before - with this girl, all bets are off!
โฌ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: You can bet your knock-off Jimmy Choos that Spanish hottie Rafael Vazquez was at the party...with a +1! Although we havenโt been able to identify who she is, I think it goes without saying that this mystery girl is who heโs been cheating on Natasha Simonรฉ with, and why he even decided to move to L.A. in the first place!
โฌ So, I think I can speak for all of us when I say that the only question we still need answered is: just how long has Rafael been with this girl? And will it even last, or will he start up another ill-timed side fling while heโs here in the States???
โฌ Check out THWD.com for a full recap, pics, and more! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ 23๐๐, 2020, ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ
โฌ After model and rockstar Hemingway Jack was spotted getting into a car and having a not entirely PG-13 makeout sesh with the mystery man in the driverโs seat a while back (you can find pics of that incident on our website!), everyone here at The Hollywood Daily has been working non-stop to identify Hemingwayโs latest fling. And after literal weeks of sleuthing, weโve finally got it: Romance Morningstar, a graphic designer and Photoshop artist - and, according to an anonymous source, one of Hemingwayโs classmates all the way back in high school!
โฌ Besides the incident in Mr. Morningstarโs car, the two of them were spotted at celeb jeweler Luna So Minโs party last Friday. To be more specific, they were spotted walking out of a closet together at Luna So Minโs party last Friday, making it perfectly obvious that Hemingway had asked Romance to be his +1 at the event.
โฌ Now that we know the identity of Hemingwayโs latest boytoy, thereโs only one question left: is this just another short-lived fling, or is Hemingway actually going to stay with Romance for longer than two weeks? And furthermore, whatโs this high school connection about? Were they friends back then? Fuck buddies? Boyfriends?
โฌ I guess thereโs no way of knowing just yet. Iโll just say this now, though: given Hemingwayโs track record, I wouldnโt expect this to last long at all!
โฌ Check out THWD.com for pics, and follow @THWD on Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter to stay updated on the hottest Hollywood scoops! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐? ๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐...
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ 22๐๐, 2020, ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ
โฌ After Spectrum wrapped up her world tour, she went completely off the radar as she and her girlfriend of five-ish years, supermodel Remington Devereaux, suddenly called the quits.
โฌ The news came as a shock to everyone, and social media was buzzing with questions - but nobody had any of the answers. The only thing that anyone could say for certain in the weeks that followed was that Remington had relocated to New York City, while Spectrum herself stayed in L.A.
โฌ Spectrum disappeared right after the abrupt break-up, and it was obvious during her first public appearance since the split that she wasnโt handling it very well at all. For those of you who donโt know, Spectrum was seen at Luna So Minโs ultra-exclusive party last Friday, cozying up with other faces in the music industry like VALรRIO and ๐ข๐๐๐๐พ๐ถ๐๐ถ. In fact, a few party-goers even said that she was flirting with VALรRIO, implying that sheโd moved on...right?
โฌ Wrong. Dead wrong. In a quiet moment with an anonymous source, the singer-songwriter revealed that, 1) she and Remy werenโt on speaking terms (implying that the break-up hadnโt been mutually agreed upon, and that their relationship had ended badly), and 2) she was still having a hard time dealing with, well, everything - which probably explained how intoxicated Spectrum was, by the end of the night.
โฌ Of course, there are still plenty of questions. Who broke up with who? Why did Remy suddenly leave for NYC? Is Spectrum going to end up like the partyโs hostess, who got a DUI and spent two years in a secretive rehab facility?
โฌ Check out THWD.com and @THWD on social media to stay updated on the hottest Hollywood scoops! { ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐โ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ (๐๐๐/๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐ฆ, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐คโ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐) ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ.๐ด. They operate out of a stucco building built in the 50's, with peeling paint and a barely-functional elevator system, and the computers are outdated as all hell. On social media, ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ @๐๐ป๐๐ท, ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ก๐/๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ (๐๐ป๐๐ท.๐ถ๐๐) ๐ก๐๐. They publish new content daily (i.e. Chrissy's gossip column is a daily column), with an over-arching 'general' section and special focuses on specific scandals.
ย๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐ฝ๐๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐ Gossip columnist with a widespread network of informants (Xiao Wen Ju) ๐ป๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐ One of THWD's most successful photographers (Owen Lindberg) ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ Another one of THWD's photographers; very mellow. Chrissy's best friend (Soo Joo Park) ๐ถ๐๐น๐๐๐ ๐๐ The editor-in-chief; Chrissy's boss. A bit stingy with THWD's finances. ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ Writes celeb obituaries for people who died on each specific date. Occupies the cubicle next to Chrissy's. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ ๐๐ General writer. Usually takes on stories involving the film industry. ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ถ ๐๐ General writer, with a specific focus on the fashion industry. Goes by "Jo". ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐ General writer. Focuses on the music industry. ๐๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ ๐๐ THWD's social media manager. Occasionally writes short lifestyle-esque articles. ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ Recent hire; Chrissy thinks he looks like the 'you know I had to do it to 'em' guy. โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
แดสแดแดแดแดแด ๊ฐแดส แดแดแดแดสแดแดขแดขษช: แดสแด ษขสแดแดแด
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ถ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐๐ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย There are two unspoken Laws of the Universe, for the industry that Chrissyโs in: 1) you never, ๐๐ฃ๐๐ antagonize kpop stans, and 2) you never get ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ with anyone that you might have to write about one day.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ....considering that @๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ had something to say when Chrissy mentioned BTS last summer during Coachella, sheโd already broken the first. And breaking one unspoken Law of the Universe was ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ enough, even for Chrissy.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย So why was she sitting at her monitor, staring at the โ๐น๐๐๐: ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ blinking in her inbox?
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย A week and a half earlier. The entire ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐โ๐๐๐๐ with Valรฉrio had blown up, obviously. Normally, the ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ didnโt respond to anything that celebs @โed them in, including things that were obviously supposed to be promotional โ like the โ๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ฟ๐โ ๐ผโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐กโ Valรฉrio (Rio) had tweeted out, after one of Chrissyโs daily columns had been published. Sheโd basically said that all the singer was good for was his abs (was she wrong?), and some of the other people in the office thought the Tweet was absolutely โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ . So sheโd replied "๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก", thinking that would be the last of it.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย And then heโd DMโed the official @๐๐ป๐๐ท account??? Asking for her Venmo????
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissyโs boss, Andrew, didnโt see the harm in indulging the singer. So Chrissy set up a separate Venmo account (perhaps the ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ in her industry was that you never, ๐๐ฃ๐๐ gave out any private information, and that included Venmo accounts where others could see who your Venmo friends were), not really thinking much of it, and lo and behold โ Rio ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ sent enough money to cover a round-trip from LAX to Prague, plus extra.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Andrew had laughed out loud, and told her to "๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ". If she wanted to, that is.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย And thatโs what Chrissy had done. One of her college friends was doing post-grad work in Europe anyway, so itโd been nice to catch up with her over the weekend too. The concert itself had beenโฆfun. Chrissy was there with her friend, they got a little tipsy, the music was hype. It was a party.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ด๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐? ๐๐โ.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย First of all, heโd interrupted Mariaโs explanation of her ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ nails, which already was โ just no. Stop. And ๐กโ๐๐ heโd just given her the typical playboy celeb thing. Been there, done that, times five-hundred fucking million. They were all the same; they flirted and joked and teased, but it didnโt mean a thing. They all had an image to maintain, after all. It was all for show. And, to be honest, Chrissy โ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย All in all, though, the weekend had been fun. And as Chrissy has always liked to say: ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Rio โ no, she really shouldnโt use the nickname; itโs not like they were ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ or something โ had called, just yesterday. Itโd been around 3 PM. Chrissy had just gotten in from tailing Cody King, tween superstar extraordinaire, trying to get the deets on this mysterious new girlfriend of his. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy had plopped into her spinny chair, and she was in the middle of checking her answering machine for any messages that may have come in while she was gone when the phone rang.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy hadnโt realized it was him, at first. No caller ID. So sheโd chirped out the usual, โThis is Chrissy Li at the ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ, how can I help you?โ. Sheโd been able to hear the sounds of music and laughter in the background, which made her pause. Most nightclubs didnโt open at 3 ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐, at least not in L.A.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Rio said, โHola seรฑorita, it's Valรฉrio calling. You...you have a minute?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy almost spit out her coffee. โIs this a fucking prank call? I swear to god, Iโve gotten at least ๐ก๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ฆ since that Twitter thing.โ But even as she said the words, Chrissy thought, ๐๐, ๐ผ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐กโ๐ โ๐๐. ๐ผ๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย She sighed, and took another swig of her drink. โIf this isnโt a prank call, what is it?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Then: โNo, not a prank call.โ Another pause. โItโs about your article.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โHmm?โ Chrissy replied, pulling out a notepad in case Rio decided to spill any juicy secrets (well, what ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ to be the real Rio, anyway). โWhich one?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย "The one about, well. The one about me, but also, mostly Maria.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy had to strain her ears to hear him over the thumping bass in the background. โSo yesterdayโs?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โYes. Look, after all I did for youโฆI donโt understand why you wrote those things.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy rolled her eyes. So ๐กโ๐๐ was what Rio was calling her about? She was hardly the first person to have given him a less-than-favorable review. And well, you know what they say โ thereโs no such thing as bad publicity. ๐ฝ๐๐๐ง, ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย And just because he flew her out to one of his concerts didnโt mean that Chrissy was going to be singing his praises all day long in her column.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โOkay,โ Chrissy said, settling back in her chair. โI think I should set something straight. You are contacting me through my work phone, and through my jobโs official social media accounts. Anything and everything that I do or say with or about you is for my job. Which happens to be at the ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย She let her words sink in for a moment, then continued, โI have nothing against you personally. I donโt โ๐๐ก๐ you. But you have to understand that anything I publish is going to be something that maintains the image and style that my boss sets for us here. So, like I said โ yesterdayโs article isnโt anything personal. Anything else that Iโve written, or that I ๐ค๐๐๐ write, wonโt be personal. Capeesh?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย "๐ต๐ข๐๐๐, since you know these people so well, tell me. If you were me, what would you do to be..." Rio trailed off for a moment, and the sounds of the club, or whatever it was, got quieter. โโฆbetter?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy rubbed her temples. What in the ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ was going on? ๐ป๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ข๐๐, she mused to herself, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. ๐โ๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โLook,โ she said, after a few seconds, โIโm not aโฆIโm not a music professional or something. So straight-up, am I really the person you want to be going to for this kind of advice?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย A long silence. So long that Chrissy almost said ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ก and hung up, before Andrew yelled at her for spending too much time on the line. But eventually, Rio replied, quietly.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย "Please."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย She sighed. They were really gonna do this, huh? โOkay, like I said, I know jackshit about making music. But, uhโฆhey! Maybe you could try something different. Like, Maria. Or something.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy was, in all honesty, just pulling stuff out of thin air. Rio seemed to take it to heart, though. โWhat about โ what about her?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โUh, I dunno, do a collab or something. Use each other to your advantage, like everyone else in your industry.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Rio was quiet, again, and then he sighed. "You know what...I'm sorry, I - ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ I don't know why I called."
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy rolled her eyes. โYeah, I donโt know why you did either,โ she said wryly, fiddling with her pen. Could she get a column out of this? Hmm, maybe something about a discouraged playboy with no talent? โBut I mean, whatever you do, you donโt want to come off as trying too hard, right? Because, you know. Youโre, like, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. Standard showbiz and all. No one likes to see that.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Rioโs next words were a bit surprising, even to Chrissy. Heโd seemedโฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, earlier, and now heโd done a complete 180. โTrying too hard? If anything, I'm trying to help ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ career. You're welcome,โ he all but snapped at her.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy snorted derisively, suppressing a giggle. Was this guy for real? โOkay, thatโs great. Good talk. Toodles,โ she said, and hung up.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย It wasnโt long before Chrissy forgot about the entire conversation. She managed to dig up some dirt re: ๐พ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐, and that was good enough filler for her daily column. She was out of the office and crawling down the freeway in her shitty car by six, home by six-thirty, only to find that her half-blind, half-deaf great-aunt Jess had burnt the lasagna. Again.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย After dealing with their white soccer mom neighbor โ Mrs. Johnson โ threatening to file a noise complaint for the fourth time that month, thanks to Aunt Jess and her tendency to blast Jeopardy on full volume all day, every day, Chrissy was exhausted.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย The next morning found her arguing with Mrs. Johnson about it yet ๐๐๐๐๐, before she flipped the stupid lady the bird and headed off to work. She was still a bit pissed off when she got into the office, until she saw the sight of Starbucks sitting on her desk.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy set her stuff down, and frowned. She leaned over and popped her head into the cubicle right beside her. โHey Vineet?โ she asked, โdo you know who put the frap on my desk?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Vineet swiveled around, and laughed. โItโs from some guy named Jorge,โ he replied, โnobody in the office knows who that is. Do ๐ฆ๐๐ข?โ He waggled his eyebrows.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy glared at him. โFuck off,โ she said, rolling her eyes. โNo, I donโt. But thanks for letting me know.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Back at her desk, Chrissy inspected the UberEats receipt taped to the drink. Sure enough, it was some guy named โJorgeโ. She frowned again, and took a sip โ it was a caramel frap, but fancy. ๐โ๐๐กโ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ข๐๐โ, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy checked her phone and social media accounts for some indication of how the heck the Starbucks got there, but there was nothing. Shrugging, she booted up her computer, and opened her email, skimming through the subject lines.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐๐โ, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ โ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฆ? ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐-
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy froze, mid-sip. Because there it was, blinking on her monitor โ โ๐น๐๐๐: ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Chrissy thought about what to do, for a long time.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Why was Rio ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ contacting her? Wasnโt he upset about the article? And, again, it wasnโt like they were ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ or something. Soโฆwhat the hell was going on?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐, Chrissy reminded herself, pondering the email.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Finally, she gave in to her curiosity, and opened it. The message was short:
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย { ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐โ๐ก. ๐๐๐ข'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐โ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐, ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐. โ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐รญ๐, ๐ . }
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Huh.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย It was two hours later when Chrissy finally responded to Rio. Andrew came bursting into her cubicle with more news about Disney star Cody Kingโs mystery girlfriend right after she finished her drink, and Chrissy had been on the move since then.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย { ๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐. ๐๐ข๐โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐, ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ข ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐. โ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ }
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย What the hell was she getting herself into?
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ถ๐พ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐๐๐โโโโโโโ๐ด๐๐๐๐?! Chrissy thought, exasperated, glaring at the innocuous plastic cup filled with sweet, sugary bliss. ๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐ค๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ !
โโโNeedless to say, having one (1) certain hot Colombian singer-songwriter constantly order her Starbucks was strange enough on its own, though ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
โโโโโโโBut said singer-songwriter was also, like, a total sleaze. A player, through-and-through. What was it that the kids called guys like him these days? Ah, yes: a fuckboy. And it certainly ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก โ๐๐๐ that the aforementioned singer-songwriter kept using the name โJorgeโ to place the UberEats order, or that he kept having it delivered to her office at ๐โ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ. Where it was being intercepted โ every damn time โ by her nosy co-workers.
โโโEven the ones who didnโt care about office gossip were getting into it. Brett, for instance โ ๐กโ๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก๐, ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐๐ฆ โ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ผ โ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ก๐ โ๐๐โ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ that Andrew had just hired for whatever fucking reason โ was currently shooting her, and the Starbucks, a curious look. Chrissy shot him a ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ผโ๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐๐ glare, and Brett (thankfully) got the message and hurried away.
โโโโโโโChrissy sipped angrily at the frap as she booted up her computer. It took a good ten minutes; if the computers had been just โoldโ when Paris Hilton was still relevant, then they were positively ancient now. ๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ข๐โ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐ก๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ , if the computers themselves were still functional. He was a good boss, but fuck that guy. The computers were just. Not. It!
โโโThe first thing Chrissy did was check her email, once the piece of junk finally finished booting up. And, sure enough, there was the subject line of yet another message from ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ , blinking across her screen.
โโโThe subject line read: { ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ โก }
โโโ โOh, fuck off,โ Chrissy muttered under her breath, hitting the checkbox by the email and selecting โdeleteโ without even bothering to open it.
โโโShe skimmed through her other emails โ ๐ค๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฆ ๐พ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ฅ?!?!?! โ before checking her answering machine for any potential leads that had come in overnight. She was just when she was about to call one of her informants back, asking about the circumstances surrounding the glitzy, glamorous Greta Sterling and her alleged pot addiction (she could already imagine the headline: ๐บ๐ ๐ธ๐๐ด ๐๐๐ธ๐ ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐บ??? ๐๐๐ ๐ธ ๐ฟ๐ผ๐พ๐ธ ๐บ๐ ๐ธ๐๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐ธ๐ !) when Grace, the Hollywood Dailyโs social media manager, knocked lightly on the outside wall of her cubicle.
โโโโโโโChrissy swiveled around in her chair, still sipping on the frap. โHey Grace,โ she greeted easily, โwhatโs up?โ
โโโGrace gave Chrissy a wry smile. โ๐๐๐ข-๐๐๐๐ค-๐คโ๐ is DMโing the Twitter account again, asking for you.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy let out a long-suffering sigh. โAnd thereโs no way we can ignore it? Or you could just, you know, pretend to be me. Just tell him to, uh, fuck off? But nicely?โ
โโโโโโโGrace pursed her lips. โWell, I could,โ she admitted, โbut you might want to see this. ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐?โ
โโโChrissy narrowed her eyes suspiciously, but nodded. โAlright. Let me see,โ she answered, holding out her hand. And so Grace passed her the smartphone, where the DMs were already puled up. { ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐, ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. }
โโโ{ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐, ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข. }
โโโ{ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ : P ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ; ) }
โโโโโโโChrissy looked up, incredulous. โHeโs been sending this stupid shit all the time? God, no offense, but Iโm so glad that youโre the social media manager and Iโm not, right now.โ
โโโโโโโGrace rolled her eyes, smiling. โNone taken.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy continued reading: { ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ธ๐ถ๐ ๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ . . . ๐ผ๐ก'๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. . . }
โโโโโโโThe last DM made her pause. She glanced up at Grace again and asked, โSo this is what you were talking about? When you said ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโGrace nodded, and Chrissy sighed again. โWhatโs the accountโs password? Iโll reply from my desktop, so you can have your phone back.โ
โโโโโโโA few minutes later, Chrissy was all set up. Grace watched over her shoulder as she typed out: { ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ก? ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก'๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ? โ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ }
โโโโโโโWhen Rio didnโt respond right away, Chrissy shrugged and went back to her lead on Greta Sterling. โIโll stay signed in,โ she said. โBut let me know if something else comes up?โ
โโโโโโโโWill do,โ replied Grace, and then she was gone, leaving Chrissy alone to piece together the clues regarding Gretaโs supposed marijuana problem.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐? ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐!
๐บ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐คโ๐๐โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐โ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐? ๐ป๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ก: ๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐พ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐โ๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก, ๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐บ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐โ๐ก. ๐๐๐ค, ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ท ๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ผ ๐โ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐-โ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ข๐-๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ . . . ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ !
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโChrissy saved the document and loaded it up into an email to Andrew, hitting โsendโ well before her 6 oโclock deadline. September, who had been watching her write, shot Chrissy a small smile as they got ready to leave. โIs that even newsworthy?โ she asked, idly. โI mean, ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ does weed nowadays.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy shrugged, popping a piece of cotton candy-flavored bubblegum into her mouth. โ๐โ๐โ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐ค๐๐๐กโ๐ฆ.โ
โโโโโโโSeptember laughed. โFair enough.โ The two of them started making their way to the exit.
โโโโโโโOn their way to the door, Grace flagged Chrissy down, swiveling out of her cubicle on her spinny chair. โ๐๐๐ข-๐๐๐๐ค-๐คโ๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ,โ she reminded Chrissy, who immediately dug through her purse until she found her phone.
โโโโโโโโYou-know-who?โ September echoed, bemused. โSince when did Valรฉrio become Voldemort?โ
โโโโโโโโSince the day he decided to become ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ , thatโs when,โ Chrissy grumbled, though her sour mood was immediately lifted when she pulled up Twitter and read Rioโs reply to her DM.
โโโโโโโ{ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐ถ๐๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐. }
โโโโโโโChrissy frowned, and tapped out: { ๐ฝ๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ โ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐๐. ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐, ๐๐๐โ๐ก? }
โโโโโโโ{ ๐๐๐ฆ๐, ๐กโ๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค ๐ผ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ . ๐ผ๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข? }
โโโโโโโChrissyโs frown deepened. She wasnโt sure she liked where this was going โ on the one hand, he was baaaasically asking for her personal contact info, now, and Chrissy didnโt want to cross that line. But, on the other hand, if this was about Mariaโs career. . .Chrissy was already taking credit for ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐๐, but if Maria released stuff and became, you know, properly famous? And Chrissy was in on it the entire time?
โโโโโโโOkay, ๐กโ๐๐ก was too tempting of a prospect to refuse.
โโโโโโโBut what kind of contact info should she even give him? ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐; any loser with internet access could pay $10 and plug it into some site and find out all her personal info. Twitter and Instagram were a no-go as well (unless she made a dummy account?), and Facebook was a โ๐๐๐, โ๐๐๐, ๐ป๐ด๐ ๐ท ๐๐.
โโโโโโโSo that left . . . Snapchat. Huh.
โโโโโโโWell, it could work. I donโt have my location on, and I keep my stories to only the people in my โclose friendsโ list, she mused to herself. And my real name isnโt on any of my social media, so thatโs a non-issue.
โโโโโโโSnapchat it was. She replied, { ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ถ - @๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ_๐๐๐๐๐๐ก. ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ป๐๐ท ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก; ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ก๐๐. }
โโโโโโโOnce the DMs were gone, Chrissy waved goodbye to Grace and September before walking out the door. She flicked through her Spotify playlists for something to listen to on the way home (she ended up going with โkpop girl gangโ), ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก โ๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ โ๐๐๐ (๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐, ๐๐๐๐ !). A short while later, she was back at her cramped apartment, and as she climbed the steps up to their floor, she winced, hearing the sounds of ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ blaring from a good ten feet away.
โโโโโโโ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ . ๐ฝ๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก, ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐, Chrissy thought to herself, sourly. ๐ผ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ด๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ ๐ค๐๐โ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ โ๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐!!
โโโโโโโOnce sheโd settled in for the night (she didnโt have to deal with her great-auntโs burnt lasagna yet again, thankfully), she swiped open the Snapchat notification saying that @๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ had added her as a friend. That must have been Rio. She added him back, then opened the chat messages: { ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข . . . }
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ด๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐-๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ก, ๐ค๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐, โ๐๐-โ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐ข๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ค๐๐ ๐ก.
๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ : ๐คโ๐๐ ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ (๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ ), ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ข๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐, ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐โ๐ โ๐๐๐!
๐น๐๐๐๐๐ค @๐๐ป๐๐ท ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐-๐ก๐-๐๐๐ก๐, ๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ป๐๐ท.๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโFive-thirty PM, the next day. Chrissy was just proofreading her latest column and getting ready to head out for dinner with September when Grace poked her head into her cubicle. โ๐ฟ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ ,โ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐. โ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโGrace laughed. โYep,โ she answered. โWant me to read it out loud for you?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy sighed. โGo for it.โ
โโโโโโโโSo this is from a couple hours ago โ he said, ๐โ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐, ๐ค๐๐ โ @๐๐ป๐๐ท ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy rubbed her temples. โWhy is he like this?โ she groaned, swiveling around to face Grace after sheโd emailed Andrew her column for the next morning. โLet me see?โ
โโโโโโโGrace passed the phone to her, so that Chrissy could read ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐โ๐๐๐๐ for herself. She sighed, shook her head, and gave Grace her phone back.
โโโโโโโFrom her own phone, she pulled up Snapchat, and sent a message: { ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก - ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ - ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐๐ }
โโโโโโโGod, but Rio was a pain in the ass.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๊ฑสแดแดแดแดแดแด แดแด @แดสแดxx ๊ฐแดส สษชแด'๊ฑ สษชษดแด๊ฑ!!!
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โฉ
๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ถ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐๐๐โโโโโโโโโโโ๐ผ๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ, which meant that Chrissy could sleep in and stay at home. And she was glad for it, tooโas much as she liked roasting people, shit was tiring. In her opinion, ๐ โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐น๐๐๐๐ฅ, ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐, too, so it was nice to finally have the entire weekend to herself.
โโโโโโโShe got up relatively late, and wandered out into the kitchen. Aunt Jess was on the phone with one of her friends from Bingo, so Chrissy tossed ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐ด๐พ๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ก, ๐๐๐ง๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐, some apple peels while she ate breakfast, scrolling through her phone and social media as she did so.
โโโโโโโThere was nothing of particular interest to her. She bookmarked a few posts for review on Monday (๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐?) before closing out of those apps. She played two rounds of Candy Crush, then threw on a jacket and took Slippers out for a few minutes.
โโโโโโโShe spent the rest of the morning cleaning and doing some laundry, making herself some Bagel Bites for a late lunch around 2. She was scrolling through Instagram when a post by VALรRIO caught her attention.
โโโโโโโShe read the caption: { ๐๐/๐๐ . . . ๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐. ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข. }
โโโโโโโ{ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐๐ . . . ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐. @๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโHuh. Whatโs this all about? Chrissy thought to herself as she scrolled down to read the comments, which turned out to be mostly fans raving about Rioโs performance just a short while earlier.
โโโโโโโCorrection: ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ just a short while earlier. Especially the part when Rio and Maria kissed on-stage.
โโโChrissy felt her lips twitch up into a small smile, remembering the series of Snapchat texts Rio had sent her. Sheโd been wondering how long she would want to keep up with simply writing what Rio said she was allowed to write aboutโfor now, doing so benefitted her and ๐โ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ because all the information was being exclusively given to her, and the Instagram comments ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐.
โโโโโโโChrissy sighed, and put away her phone. Sheโd save the work stuff for Monday. Right now, she just wanted to binge ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ for the rest of the day.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโIt was around six at night when her phone began to ring.
โโโโโโโChrissy reached for the smartphone, not bothering to pause Netflix, because she knew that it was probably ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐โ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐, but it turned out to be aโ
โโโโโโโโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐.
โโโโโโโFrom someone named ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ด๐พ๐ด ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ , AKA the biggest pain in the ass that she knew.
โโโโโโโWell, at least he was calling her through Snapchat, so she knew it wasnโt a fucking ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
โโโ โWhat the hell?โ she muttered to herself as she swiped open the notification before bringing her phone up to her ear.
โโโโโโโ โWhat do you want?โ she asked, pressing the spacebar. โIโm pausing ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ for you, so this better be good.โ
โโโโโโโ โVaya, it looks like you were right,โ said Rio. Chrissy had to strain her ears to hear him over whatever the fuck was going on in the backgroundโit sounded like a party or a club, ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, when she was at work. Chrissy could make out the sounds of faint chatter and thumping music.
โโโ โWhat was I right about?โ Chrissy replied. โI mean, like, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก, but what specifically are you talking about?โ
โโโโโโโRio chuckled. โI sang with Maria in my last show today. ๐ผ๐ก ๐ค๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ค, ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐...๐๐ขรฉ ๐โ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ข โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy grinned, despite herself. โOf course I was,โ she said again. โIs that what you called me for?โ
โโโ โWell, thereโs something else. ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ โ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐กโ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy raised an eyebrow. โOh? Whoโs Gloriana?โ
โโโโโโโShe could hear the grin in his voice when he answered. โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ฆ! ๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฆ๐๐ข'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy gleefully pulled open a Word doc, absolutely delighted by where this was going. โNow I do. Spill.โ
โโโโโโโ โVaya, long story short is that Mariaโs signing onto my new label, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , as Gloriana. Sheโs going with Gloriana because her name is already tied to mine, and Iโm letting her bring on whoever she wants, including her brother. ๐๐๐ขโ๐ฃ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐? Heโs producing music for us, and heโs done things for Lana Del Rey, Lil Nas X, Tyler the Creator in the past.โ
โโโโโโโRio continued to basically info-dump on her, and Chrissyโs mind was whirling as she hurried to note it down. โWait a sec, slow down, I- โ
โโโโโโโChrissy cut off as the doorbell rang (๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ด๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐) and Slippers started barking wildly. Chrissy dropped her phone onto her bed and yelled, โSlippers!โ
โโโโโโโRio was quiet for a second, then he laughed. โ๐โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ?โ
โโโโโโโ โMy great-auntโs dog. And so, whatโs all this stuff with-โ
โโโโโโโ โWhat kind of dog is he? Or is it a her? How old?โ Rio sounded way too excited to be learning about Aunt Jessโs lazy dog.
โโโโโโโChrissy rolled her eyes. โGolden retriever. Heโs almost ten. Now, whatโs all of this stuff with Worldwide Records? ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ?โ
โโโโโโโRio snorted derisively, but something shifted in his voice. โQuรฉ gonorrea. I'm not renewing it."
โโโโโโโDid he just compare his family to an STD? Chrissy wondered. He continued ranting, โI'm with Universal Music nowadays. ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy frowned, hearing the bitterness that laced in his words. โOh? Clarify.โ
โโโโโโโThere was a pause, at the end of the line. "I want to tell you.โ Another pause. "๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ก ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐."
โโโโโโโChrissy froze. โ๐น๐๐๐๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโThere was another pause. Then, Rio laughed. It sounded forced. โForget about the Iglesias people. Theyโre assholes. Let me tell you more about Glorianaโฆโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโLater that night, September texted her.
โโโ{ ๐๐, โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ป๐๐ท ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐?!?! }
โโโThere was a screenshot attachedโyet another ๐๐ค๐๐๐ก from โhe-who-shall-not-be-namedโ.
โโโโโโโ{ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ . . . } the Tweet read.
โโโโโโโBut what caught Chrissyโs attention was one of the top comments, from @๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ _7๐กโ_๐๐:
โโโโโโโ{ ๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ค ๐คโ๐ฆ, ๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ค โ๐๐ค, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ก๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ }
โโโโโโโ โFucking hell,โ she grumbled at Dwight Schrute, frozen on her laptop screen. And then, another text from September: { ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ ? ๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโ{ ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก }, Chrissy texted back. { ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ค ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐โ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ }
โโโ{ ๐โ๐ . . . ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐กโ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก? ๐ป๐โ๐โ๐โ๐ }
โโโโโโโChrissy rolled her eyes. { ๐ป๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ }
โโโโโโโ{ ๐โโโโ ๐ผ ๐ ๐๐ โ๐โ๐. ๐ป๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ โ๐๐ค๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ? }
โโโโโโโ{ ๐น๐ข๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ผ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ } And even as she sent the last message, she remembered Rioโs words: ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข. ๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ก ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐.
โโโโโโโWhatโd he said was . . . stupid. Right. He was VALรRIO, and in terms of friendships, Chrissy was worse than a nobody: ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐. ๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ง๐. Some more โlegitimateโ journalists could afford to make friends with celebs, maybe, but not Chrissy. Her boss would be pissed if a friendship with Rio got in the way of her producing her usual work, for one, and secondly?
โโโโโโโ๐ป๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ. Not all the timeโnot when theyโd talkedโbut she knew the type. She made a living spilling all the dirty secrets of people like Rio, after all; if anyone, it would be Chrissy who knew what he was doing. And that was reason enough for Chrissy to dismiss any of Rioโs attempts at friendship.
โโโโโโโ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐, Chrissy reflected ruefully. Even if there were a few heated debates on Twitter concerning her ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ about HYE, AKA Blair Park, she hadnโt ever insulted the (former?) idol in the aforementioned article, so she was all good.
โโโโโโโBut, in terms of the second unspoken Law of the Universeโ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐โ๐ก โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ โ she was . . . not entirely succeeding.
โโโโโโโ(๐๐๐๐๐ ?)
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโ๐ด๐ ๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐, ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐. By the end of the day, Chrissy had an article proofread, saved, and emailed to her boss, ready to be published the next morning:
๐๐๐ร๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฝ๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐กโ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐-๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐๐ก๐ข๐ : { ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐โ ๐๐ข๐ ๐กรบ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ }. ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ โ, ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ก๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐ผ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐.โ
๐ผ๐ ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ , ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐๐ฆโ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐. ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐-๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ด๐พ๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ : { ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ผ. ๐น๐ ๐ผ๐ท๐ด๐ }
๐น๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐คโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ค๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ร๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ โ. ๐ต๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ผโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ โ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐โ๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐: ๐คโ๐ ๐กโ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ? ๐ถ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ก โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ @๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐, ๐คโ๐๐โ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐?
๐ด๐๐, ๐๐ข๐๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐๐, โ๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐ก? ๐ต๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐!
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ผ, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ฆ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก. ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐ dropped on Friday, April 3rd. Rio had given her enough spoilers for her to be able to write a coherent article about the song in the weeks leading up to the release, and when the ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ article went out to the public, โValeriansโ (AKA Rioโs fan club. You know, like Blinks for Blackpink?) all over the world were commenting and re-sharing screenshots, ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐โ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐. Which was . . . understandable.
โโโAndrew seemed pleased enough with all the publicityโhe even promised to buy her Chipotle next week, which was a win in Chrissyโs book. And when Chrissy saw that Rio had ordered her Starbucks (as โJorgeโ again, ugh), ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
โโโAs Chrissy scrolled through her email, Grace poked her head into her cubicle. โAndrew just wanted me to let you know that weโre rolling with the story that you made this Gloriana girl famous, by the way,โ she told her. โHe told us to come up with a suitably dramatic reason as to why you originally wrote about her, too.โ
โโโChrissy sighed and swiveled around in her spinny chair so that she was facing THWDโs social media manager. โ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฆ, ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐,โ she admitted. โBut maybe we could spin i-โ
โโโโWhoa, whoa, whoa, hold up,โ said Grace, grinning. โ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ โ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐? ๐โ๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐?โ
โโโChrissy glared. โHeโs been Rio ever since he told me to call him that, the way I tell people to call me Chrissy instead of Christina. Now, like I was saying, we could just spin it as what I said in my original article. ๐ผ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐-๐ ๐๐๐ โ-๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐รฉ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐, ๐คโ๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐. That kind of thing.โ
โโโGrace grinned again. โSounds good to me,โ she said, and she was gone.
โโโChrissy sighed, rubbing her temples. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐; ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ โ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐โ.
โโโShe spent the rest of the morning monitoring her email and checking social media, taking note of anything of interest while keeping an eye on how well her gossip column, as well as Maria/Glorianaโs song and music video, were doing online. #๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ and #๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ were trending, which was always a good sign.
โโโLunchtime rolled around, and Chrissy was about to head out with September for nachos when her phone lit up with a notification: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ on Snapchat.
โโโShe frowned, and swiped open the snap.
โโโ{ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐? } read the message. The picture: Rio, in an orange hoodie, holding a dog up to the camera.
โโโChrissy rolled her eyes and ignored it.
โโโThat nightโvery unfortunately for herโChrissy came home to more burnt food. Not lasagna this time, thankfully, but pasta. ๐ด๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐โ๐ก โ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ข๐๐, apparently, and Chrissy coughed as the smell of acrid tomato sauce filled her nostrils.
โโโโFuck my life,โ she groaned out loud, and once sheโd cleaned up the mess, she took a pic of the remains of the pasta in the trashcan, for Snapchat: { ๐ด๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ >:| }
โโโChrissy was intending on sending the Snap to September, but when her recipient list popped up, she accidentally hit ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ.
โโโ{ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก } she messaged him, then exchanged her phone for her laptop to order pizza.
โโโTwo hours later, Chrissy and her great-aunt had polished off a few slices of pizza, and the rest was in the fridge for Saturday brunch. She was flicking through Twitter when Rio texted her via Snapchat, again.
โโโโJesus fucking Christ, what now?!โ Chrissy said out loud, and checked the message: { ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐? ๐ท๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก? :๐ }
โโโChrissy tossed her phone onto her bed and turned back to her laptop. God fucking damn, why was Rio so fucking annoying!!!!
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
๊ฑสแดแดแดแดแดแด แดแด @แดสแดxx ๊ฐแดส สษชแด'๊ฑ สษชษดแด๊ฑ!!!
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ โฉ
๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐โโโโโโโIt was times like these - ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐ก๐๐๐ - that Chrissy really, really, really regretted her every single life choice.
โโโโโโโFirst of all: ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ฝ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ was proving more work than sheโd thought it would be. She, September, and Felix had been tailing the fucker all. Week. Long. In the hopes of catching a glimpse of the rockstar and modelโs new boy toy, after September got THWD a few shots of him getting into a car and ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ก.
โโโโโโโSo Chrissy thought, you know, a few days tops and theyโd be at the bottom of the case. September had gotten them some pics of the car itself, and Chrissy had put out feelers in her network of informants. ๐ต๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. This guy was either 1) a nobody, or 2) a supremely paranoid celeb who paid off the government to erase his name from official records, or something.
โโโโโโโAnd now Chrissy, Felix, and September were crammed into her shitty fucking car, ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐ so they could sneak around the mansion Luna So Min, celeb jeweler extraordinaire, was holding her party in. Because Hemingway was confirmed to be on the guest list (the list was private, of course, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ โ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ ), which meant he would probably bring a plus-one, which meant they would finally be able to get to the bottom of this fucking mystery fling.
โโโโโโโ โWhy did Luna have to have her party all the way out here?โ Chrissy complained as they went down the same winding road for the twentieth time. โ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐โ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐!โ She flicked her eyes up to the rearview mirror. โYou all are Venmoโing me if I get a parking ticket, you hear?โ
โโโโโโโSeptember laughed. โSure, sure,โ she replied, fiddling with her camera (hidden safely in a knock-off Coach bag Chrissy had gotten for 50% off). โ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐๐โ๐ก โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐ฆ. ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐, ๐ค๐ ๐ โ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ
โโโ โI just hope we can identify the fucker before the people over at the Gazette,โ Chrissy grumbled under her breath.
โโโโโโโOnce Chrissy had found a suitably hidden-away spot to park, the three of them got out and circled around to the front entrance, keeping an eye out for security. They managed to find a secluded corner behind some potted plants and decorative statues, and settled down to wait.
โโโโโโโWhile they were waiting for the party guests to show up, Chrissy mentally went through the guest list. ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐/๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐, and Gloriana was all anyone was talking about these days (ever since she dropped Yo x Ti, Tu x Mi), so itโd be nice to get a chance to scope out what was going on with her. Also, Spectrum hadnโt shown her face in public since the break-up, ๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ โ๐๐.
โโโโโโโPeople slowly began filtering in. Young Thug, Cardi B, the HadidsโฆChrissy hadnโt seen Luna herself yet, but she figured that she was inside with the rest of the party.
โโโโโโโHemingway had yet to show up. ๐ต๐ข๐ก, ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ, ๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐. And thanks to the fact that he must have parked on the other side of the house too, he spotted Chrissy standing there with the two photographers.
โโโโโโโGreat. Just great, she seethed silently, as Rio began walking over, grinning that idiot grin of his. ๐โ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ-๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
โโโ โBuenas, seรฑoritas,โ he said. โ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ . . . โ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐? ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy and September exchanged a glance. Meanwhile, Rio kept going. โ๐ท๐๐โ๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐? ๐ถ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก, ๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโ โJust come in with me. No problema.โ And he gave Chrissy a faux-innocent look, all wide eyes and an expectant expression.
โโโโโโโChrissy snorted. The last thing she wanted was other paps going on about her in Mondayโs papers, once they saw Rio with another random girl. โ๐๐. ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ขโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐ ๐ผโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโThe corners of Rioโs eyes crinkled with amusement. โ๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐โ๐ก, ๐ฃ๐๐ฆ๐.โ He threw a wink in Septemberโs direction, and then he was off, joining the rest of the party-goers inside the mansion.
โโโโโโโChrissy narrowed her eyes. September and Felix were looking at her curiously. โDonโt,โ she snapped, and September laughed.
โโโโโโโ โAlright, alright,โ she responded, holding her hands up in surrender even as her eyes twinkled with knowing amusement. ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐, and Chrissy didnโt think she was ever going to live that down. She didnโt need this bullshit to be added on top of that.
โโโโโโโShe sighed, and rubbed her temples. Could Hemingway just show up already, ๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐?!?!
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโEddie Lindsey, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ป๐๐ท, was the only other person to approach Chrissy, September, and Felix.
โโโโโโโShe smiled a greeting as she passed them, camped out behind the potted plants and patio furniture. โGirl, cโmon! I promise youโll get better shit inside. ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐," she said to Chrissy.
โโโโโโโChrissy flicked her gaze towards the entrance, then back towards September and Felix. โWell,โ she said, stretching, โ๐ ๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ She grinned, waiting for September and Felix to get up as well.
โโโโโโโ โThanks, Eddie. I owe you one,โ she said as they slipped right on inside. Eddie laughed.
โโโโโโโ โNo problem!โ
โโโโโโโChrissy stuck close to Eddie, Felix, and September for a while, sipping a bit of water as she mentally took notes on what everyone was doing. Rio and Spectrum were talking together on the other side of the room, and when she passed by them, hiding behind Eddie, ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ - ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐?!?!
โโโโโโโChrissy immediately took out her phone. { ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐? } she texted Felix. A moment later, her phone lit up with a notification as Felix texted back his agreement.
โโโโโโโChrissy doubled back and inched closer to where Rio and the other singer-songwriter were conversing, adjusting her silky dark teal skirt and lacy white top. Sheโd decided against wearing too much pink for the stakeout, ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ .
โโโโโโโAs she discreetly listened in on their conversation, keeping her face strategically angled away from Rio and Spectrumโs line of sight and making sure there was a group of other people in between them at all times, ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. She moved away after a few minutes, so that she wasnโt suspicious, and went off to go find someone else to snoop on.
โโโโโโโChrissyโs chance with Spectrum came some time later, when she was getting a water refill. Spectrum just happened to also be getting a drink, so Chrissy thought ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ก and sidled up to her, doing her best to channel her inner excited fangirl.
โโโ โHey!โ she said in a cheerful voice, smiling. โ๐๐๐ขโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ข๐, ๐๐๐โ๐ก?โ
โโโโโโโSpectrum turned to face her. โMost of the time.โ She laughed. โTonight, Iโm just Natalya, though,โ she continued, and smiled back at Chrissy, offering holding out her hand. โWhatโs your name?โ
โโโโโโโ โIโm Anna,โ Chrissy replied, automatically going for the first generic-sounding girl name that wasnโt her own. ๐โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐โ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐, ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐; she got enough harassment through her official THWD email and phone number as is, for fuckโs sake.
โโโโโโโIn any case, she smiled again and shook Spectrumโs hand. โNatalya? Thatโs a cool name; itโs so nice to meet you! Though - am I saying it right?โ
โโโโโโโSpectrum seemed happy to be talking to her, at least. โNice to meet you too! Oh, and yeah! Donโt worry, youโre great on pronunciation! But, like, you can just call me โNatโ if you want. Most people do. Thatโs what my parents get for giving me a four-syllable name. And thatโs, like, not even the half of it. Thereโs a reason I had to go with a stage name-โ
โโโShe cut herself off, then said, โ๐๐, ๐ด๐๐๐, ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข โ๐๐๐? ๐ด๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐โ๐ ?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy figured that the truth wouldnโt hurt. โOh no, I donโt know her personally. ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ, ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค โ๐๐ . . . ?โ
โโโ โKnow her?โ Nat all but gasped. โI love her! Youโre a friend of Eddieโs too? Pretty sure that makes us, like, friends by association - no takebacks!โ She winked. โAre you a photographer too?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy couldnโt help but to smile along with Nat in the face of her excitement. โ๐โ, โ๐๐ฆ! ๐๐๐โ - ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐๐,โ she replied, grinning.
โโโโโโโShe stifled a giggle at Natโs next question. โAnd no, Iโm not, Iโm absolutely useless when it comes to anything artistic. I just happen to know a lot of photographers, which was how I met Eddie.โ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐โ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ, Chrissy thought wryly.
โโโโโโโAnd before Nat could ask any other questions about her, Chrissy steered the conversation in a different direction. โWhat about you? Do you know Luna?โ
โโโโโโโโ๐โ, ๐ค๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐,โ Nat answered, and she sighed. โI havenโt seen her yet tonight, though. What kind of horrible friend . . . โ she trailed off, pouring herself another drink and absentmindedly shaking her head. โAny chance youโve seen our elusive party host?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy shook her head as well. โNo, not yet, I just got here not too long ago,โ she answered, taking a sip of her water as Nat got herself another drink. She sent Nat a sidelong glance. โ๐โ๐๐ข๐โ . . . ๐ผ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐โ๐ก?โ And she waited to see how Nat would react.
โโโโโโโThe bottle Nat was holding slipped in her grip, spilling a bit of liquid onto the table. โOh, really?โ she replied, ๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ โ๐๐๐ฆ. โWhereโd you hear that?โ
โโโโโโโChrissy put on her best concerned face, and shrugged. โOh, just...around. Iโve no idea if itโs true or not - you know what people are like with celebs,โ she said vaguely, โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐-๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐.
โโโโโโโShe made a sympathetic noise. โJust thought Iโd let you know, though. So it wouldnโt be totally out of nowhere if it was actually true.โ
โโโNat laughed, and shook her head. โYeah. Yeah, definitely know what thatโs like.โ She paused, and threw back half of her new drink. โ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ก ๐ผ โ๐๐๐๐, ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ . . . ๐ผ ๐๐ข๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ ๐๐๐? ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐ฆ.โ
โโโWhen Nat seemed to regain her composure, she flashed Chrissy a cheery grin. โThanks for the heads-up, though! Youโre the best. Seriously.โ
โโโChrissy nodded, giving her a thumbs-up. ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐; ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก, ๐คโ๐๐โ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐๐ฆ. โSure thing.โ
โโโNat wiggled a finger at her. โSee, I knew you were cool the moment you mentioned-โ she cut off, her gaze moving towards a point behind Chrissyโs shoulder. โLuna, hey!โ
โโโ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐. She took that as her cue to leave, so she said, โHey, it was really nice meeting you, but Iโm going to go find Eddie again. Iโll catch you later?โ
โโโ โNice to meet you too!โ Nat called after her as ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. โTell Eddie I say hi!โ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโA while later, Chrissy had plopped herself down on a couch in a more secluded area of the mansion, contemplating her next move. Though Hemingway was nowhere in sight, ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ก ๐ โ๐ ๐ ๐๐ค ๐๐๐ก๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐/๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟรณ๐๐๐ง, ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ.
โโโโโโโSheโd noticed Carlos going to the bathroom afterwards, while Maria went over to Rio. Marcelo had followed after Carlos, ๐คโ๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก. And there were no photos with Denise Paola, AKA the girl he was supposedly dating at the moment. Which was all . . . strange.
โโโโโโโCarlos had left not long after, and now Chrissy had nothing better to do than try to accomplish her original mission - ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆโ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐.
โโโโโโโ"So you must be the +1 of some very sexy guy, eh? Where is he?" a familiar voice made Chrissy look up, and she snorted, amused, as Rio began looking around with mock-solemnity. "๐ด๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ . . . โ
โโโWhere had Rio been this entire time? Sheโd seen him flirting with Spectrum/Nat of course, and probably a bunch of other girls. Typical.
โโโโโโโโ๐โ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐?โ Chrissy asked as Rio sat down on the couch beside her. In response, he let out an over-dramatic sigh of relief and put his arm around the cushion behind her.
โโโโโโโHe was quiet for a moment, studying her, and then he looked around the room in the way that she had been doing for a while now. โWhat do you know about her?โ Rio finally asked, ๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ - "Someone I should avoid?"
โโโโโโโChrissy rolled her eyes, hesitant to keep talking with him.
โโโโโโโ"Porfa," Rio laughed, flashing teeth. "I'm new to L.A. Tell me, teach me,โ he said, angling his body towards her. "๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy sighed. โFine,โ she replied, if only to get him to stop bothering her about it. โ๐โ๐๐กโ๐ ๐ด๐๐๐ฆ ๐ต๐๐๐ค๐. ๐น๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ก๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐๐.โ
โโโโโโโRio burst out laughing, as if she said the funniest thing in the world. "๐๐ขรฉ ๐โ๐๐๐๐. That's funny. You're dangerous, you know that?"
โโโโโโโChrissy rolled her eyes again, though the corners of her lips twitched upwards into a small smile.โIโm 5โ2โ,โ she said, matter-of-factly. โ๐ป๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐?โ
โโโโโโโ โHopefully I find out one day,โ replied Rio, that annoying fucking smirk of his on his face. Chrissy huffed and crossed her arms, though there was no real rancor in her expression.
โโโโโโโRio cast his gaze around the room again, thoughtful. โWhat about her?โ he asked, pointing towards a model standing by Spectrum/Nat.
โโโโโโโChrissy arched an eyebrow. โThatโs Amani something-or-the-other. Victoriaโs Secret model. Why?โ she gave him a sidelong glance. โ๐ผ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ขโ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ก.โ
โโโโโโโRio went quiet, his expression turning slightly more serious, though there was still a faint smile playing across his lips. โ๐โ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข,โ โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ. Was it just her, or was more of his accent creeping into his voice? โSomething I realized.โ
โโโโโโโChrissy looked up at him, slightly surprised by how intently he was staring at her. โReally,โ she replied, deadpan.
โโโโโโโ"When I was in Medellรญn, you know, still in Colombia, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐'๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ฆ. I was thinking . . . no sรฉ, acting. I wanted to come here, to this city. But I was scared."
โโโโโโโChrissy arched an eyebrow, again, waiting for him to go on.
โโโโโโโ"I didn't know what to expect, you know? This is a different world. Me mata. ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐."
โโโChrissy tilted her head to the side, consideringly. โWell, it hasnโt changed much since Iโve been there. I started, what, six years ago?โ
โโโโโโโRio looked down, laughing softly. "I knew it. Your writing. It was familiar to me, sabes?" He leaned in, just a little bit, shifting on the couch so that he was sitting more comfortably. "Do you want to stay there? Be your own boss?"
โโโโโโโ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐, โ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. Before she could reply, though, he added: "You could do your own thing. Freelance journalist. You're just that good." ๐ด๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
โโโโโโโChrissy shook her head slowly, giving him a wry look. โI donโt think you understand my job. ๐ผ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค, ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐. So.โ
โโโโโโโRioโs eyes danced over her face as he smiled, evidently amused by her reaction. "If you can do it so well, and write like you do . . . ๐๐๐ ๐๐ขรฉ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ?"
โโโChrissy shook her head, laughing. โIt doesnโt work that way.โ
โโโ"Okay, okay," Rio laughed as well. "So everything in your life, you got it figured it out then? ๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ . ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ค๐ ?"
โโโโโโโ โJust the usual bullshit. Rush hour is hell, finding parking is hell, and if I get one more parking ticket from tailing celebs all over town, theyโll probably make me go to court,โ she answered dryly. โ๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ค.โ
โโโ Rio pulled his eyebrows together, concerned. Chrissy was surprised; sheโd never expected to be on the receiving end of that kind of expression, with Rio. "It won't leave you in the middle of one of those big highways? How old is it?"
โโโ Chrissy shrugged. โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ค. Iโve not had too much trouble with it starting or anything, which is pretty lucky.โ
โโโ There was a loud shout from some distance away. Chrissyโs head snapped in the direction of the commotion, as did Rioโs, and her phone buzzed a moment later. She dug it out to read the texts on the screen: { ๐ถ๐ป๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐บ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ต&๐ต ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐ข๐๐โ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ ๐ต! }
โโโ Chrissy tapped out quick replies to the texts, keeping an ear out for any other shouts, because holy! Fucking! Shit! This was front-page news!
โโโ When she finally looked back up, Rio was quiet, staring at her. "๐๐๐๐, ๐ผ โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐,โ he continued, as if he hadn't heard a thing. Other people passed by them to go see what the hell was going on, but Rio made no move to get up. "๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐.โ
โโโ Chrissy rolled her eyes and snorted, though she was fighting to keep the laughter off her face. Before she could respond, however, Rio added in a more serious tone, "Should I ask him to stop sending you things? He can be . . . persistente."
โโโ For the second time that evening, Chrissy found herself being surprised by Rio. Whatโs his angle here? she thought, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐, and his arm went back around the couch, his hand almost touching her shoulder. "Or should I tell him something you really want?"
โโโ Chrissy stiffened slightly. โWhat are you doing?"
โโโ Rio jumped a little, as if heโd realized where his hand was for the first time, and he moved it back. Chrissy pursed her lips, then said, โ๐ผ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐โ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐,โ a hint of mirth creeping into her voice.
โโโ "Pobrecito," Valรฉrio grinned. "๐ป๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข. ๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ผ'๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ โ๐๐.โ
โโโ โOh?โ
โโโ He nodded. "Iโll tell him, โYou'll never get her, even at 5'2', always in heels, she's too busy running around the city in her 10-year-old car, sipping Starbucks, ruining my lifeโ."
โโโ Chrissy laughed despite herself. โ๐ท๐๐โ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐๐ฆ; ๐ผ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐โ.โ
โโโ Rio leaned back, meeting her eyes. "Any attention from you is a compliment. No me preocupe."
โโโ Chrissy grinned back at him. โYou know what they say - ๐กโ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐โ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ.โ Just then, Maria came up to them, holding an oversized denim jacket; she was clearly on her way out.
โโโ "Sorry, sorry to interrupt, I just wanted to say bye," she turned to Chrissy. "And hi, nice to see you again. From the concert?"
โโโ Chrissy gave her a small wave. โHey,โ she said, smiling a greeting. โ๐ด๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐โ! ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐.โ
โโโ Rio immediately got up. "Te vas? Already? Have a drink with us."
โโโ Chrissy shook her head, holding up a hand. โOh - no, Iโm not drinking tonight.โ ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ โ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐. No drunk driving!
โโโ Rio glanced between the two of them, and smiled sheepishly at Chrissy before turning to Maria. "Let me walk you out. Olvidarse de ese bobo y..." ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก, โ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ค๐๐ฃ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐-๐๐ฆ๐.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโLater that night, Chrissy was typing up some last-minute notes before hitting the hay when September texted her: { ๐๐, โ๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐???? }
โโโChrissy groaned. There was no question about it, now - sheโd broken Law of the Universe #2, and she! Needed! To! Stop!!!
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
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โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ โฉ
๐๐๐พ๐ธ๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐โโโ๐ต๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก๐๐ โ๐๐, Chrissyโs shitty Honda Accord decided that it wanted to just break down while she was finally on her way home for the weekend.
โโโโOh, what the fuck!โ Chrissy yelled into the sunny silence of mid-afternoon in the Hills, glaring at the steering wheel. She twisted the key in the ignition and tried to start her car again, but no luck.
โโโ๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ผโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐-๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐, Chrissy thought glumly, flicking on her hazards.
โโโShe spent the next ten minutes trying to get service on her phone, cursing the day that Katie Nelson, the current celeb that she was investigating (๐๐๐๐: ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐), decided that she wanted to be the stereotypical Hollywood director with too much fucking money and buy a house in the Hills (๐ด๐พ๐ด ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ง๐๐๐) like a fucking clichรฉ.
โโโโWhy do all of these assholes have to live in the shittiest place ever for T-Mobile cell service???โ Chrissy grumbled, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก โ๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
โโโA few minutes later, Chrissy heard a voice that was (unfortunately) starting to become very familiar drifting through the open window. โChristina,โ said pain-in-the-ass, and she could hear the smile in his words. โAre you stalking me?โ
โโโAnd sure enough, ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, standing there in a tank top and swim trunks and looking . . . way too happy to see her, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐.
โโโChrissy sighed and put her phone down. โI mean, I probably have in the past, but not this time. My car just decided to break down in the middle of the road,โ she told him truthfully, ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ โ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐.
โโโConcern crept into Rioโs expression as he took in the hot pink duct tape holding the vehicle together, his eyes flickering between Chrissyโs face and the bumper. โYouโre kidding me, right?โ he said, putting a hand on the hood and applying pressure, as if testing how strong it was. โI thought you said this car wasnโt too much trouble.โ
โโโChrissy let out a helpless breath. โIt wasnโt. At least, not until just now,โ she answered. Then, she gave Rio a suspicious look. โ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข? ๐โ๐ฆ'๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข โ๐๐๐?โ
โโโRio bent down out of her sight, then came back up into Chrissyโs line of vision with the most adorable dog cradled in his arms. "Don't you see I'm on a date?" He planted a kiss on the dogโs head.
โโโChrissy couldnโt help herself โ she laughed. And when she glanced back at him, Rio seemed to be studying her closely. "You know, I live two streets over. Two blocks,โ he started, carefully, putting the dog down. Then โ โ๐ธโ, ๐ฆ๐๐ข'๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข? ๐ป๐๐ค'๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐?โ
โโโChrissy rolled her eyes, playfully. โItโs a secret.โ
โโโRio smirked. "๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ โ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐,โ he replied, grinning and rubbing at the back of his head. "I don't want you to get in any trouble. Let me call my mechanic. He does pick-ups."
โโโChrissy arched an eyebrow, skeptical. โI mean, I was just about to call my aunt.โ
โโโ"Please, I won't hear it. No problema. You can wait for it at my house. Besides," he laughed affectionately, gesturing at his dog dancing around and jumping up towards the open window, as if she was trying to peek inside. "I think she likes you."
โโโChrissy sighed.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโAnd so that was how she found herself ๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ด๐ฟร๐ ๐ผ๐. And she hadnโt broken in, lied her way in, or otherwise deceived the singer into having her at his house.
โโโ๐โ๐๐โ ๐ค๐๐ , ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก, ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐.
โโโ"I've got some free time this week with Maria on vacation. So Malu gets all my attention. Without her, I only swim a bit before dinner. She doesn't like the water,โ Rio explained, shooting her a nervous (???) look that she couldnโt quite decipher.
โโโChrissy nodded. โJust do whatever you normally do,โ she said, perched on one of the deck chairs and watching Rioโs dog run around. โ๐ฟ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐ก โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐. ๐ด๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ค๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ขโ๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ
โโโRio picked up one of the many dog toys littering his backyard. "It's fine. We can just . . . talk." He tossed the ball at her, and Chrissy instinctively reached up and caught it.
โโโ๐๐๐๐ข, ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐, ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. Chrissy let out a surprised laugh, holding the ball up in the air, and when she next met Rioโs gaze, he was grinning.
โโโ"Good catch. Don't you play with Slippers? Maybe we can have a dog date one day." He paused, then looked down, chuckling slightly . . . bashfully? "๐ผ ๐๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ . ๐โ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐. ๐๐๐๐ข'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐."
โโโChrissy tossed the ball back at Rio. โSo youโre trying to set our dogs up, now?โ she asked, a hint of teasing in her voice. โI think Slippers is way too old for Malu, though. Heโs like twelve and a half.โ
โโโMalu barked excitedly and jumped at Rio, following the ball as Rio caught the toy. "๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ข'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐, ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐ โโ and he threw the ball in Chrissyโs direction, cutting off mid-sentence. It landed a few feet away from Chrissy, and Malu started freaking out, sprinting back towards Chrissy.
โโโโRio!โ Chrissy shrieked laughingly, jumping out of the chair and scooping the ball up a split second before Malu would have gotten to it.
โโโ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ค, ๐กโ๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐๐๐ข, and Chrissy was all too happy to get swept up in the game, giggling with delight as Malu zoomed around the yard and pool deck.
โโโ. . . That is, until the ball bounced off Rioโs fingertips, landing by the edge of the pool, and Rio freaking body-slammed her into the crystalline water as he dove towards the toy, ๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐ค๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐.
โโโA startled shout made it past her lips before she went under, and Chrissy immediately pushed her head back up above the surface of the water, spitting and sputtering.
โโโโMierda, Iโm sorry, Iโm so sorry โโ Rio reached for her, then seemed to think better of it and drew his hand back. โLo siento, Iโm an idiot.โ
โโโChrissy sputtered a few more times, shaking her soaked hair out of her face. Then, she shot him the best โ๐ผโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐ต-๐นโ glare she could โ a la White Chicks โ which was, in all honesty, ๐๐๐ก ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐, given how fucking short she was.
โโโโDid you do that on purpose???โ she demanded, moving out of the water to sit on the edge of the deck.
โโโโDo you have your phone on you?โ Rio asked in lieu of answering her question. His eyes looked ready to burst out of his sockets with worry, and Chrissy the tension ease out of her when she noticed the concern on his face; ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐.
โโโRio glanced at her wet clothes and averted his eyes before continuing. "You can just call me a pendejo. I deserve it. And don't worry about your nice clothes. I'll dry them."
โโโโ๐๐๐๐ฆ. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐,โ Chrissy answered easily, wringing out her hair.
โโโRio grinned and pulled his tank top up over his head, discarding it on one of the nearby chairs. โYou really think I pushed you, en serio?โ
โโโChrissy rolled her eyes, the side of her lip twitching upwards in a small, crooked smile. โI wouldnโt put it past you,โ she answered as Rio slipped into the water and began swimming laps. ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ก๐โ, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ก; the sun felt surprisingly nice again her damp skin, and Rio clearly seemed like he was enjoying himself.
โโโWhen Rio finished his first set, popping up for air beside her, Chrissy asked, โIs there a towel here that I can borrow?โ
โโโ"I'll grab you all the towels you want. How many? Or . . ." Rio stopped swimming and doggy-paddled over to the edge of the water. โMaybe a robe?โ
โโโโJust a towel is fine,โ said Chrissy, and Rio pushed himself out of the pool, chlorinated water trailing off of him to drip down onto the deck. Once he returned, Chrissy thanked him and wrapped the towels around herself.
โโโRio started swimming another lap while Chrissy continued wringing her hair out. She wasnโt expecting him to pause in the middle and glance back at her, asking "๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข. ๐ท๐๐'๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ? ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข?โ
โโโChrissy arched an eyebrow. โRio. I am trying to dry off, here.โ
โโโ"Oh, I see. It's because you don't reach." Rioโs shit-eating grin was on his face again as he swam towards the other end of the pool, and that trademark smirk of his was plastered all over his stupidly attractive face when he popped up again. "Here in the deep end.โ
โโโ๐ถโ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ . ๐๐๐๐ฆ, โ๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ข๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก โ๐๐!
โโโโDon't worry, I won't let you drown,โ Rio finished, his voice warm with amusement.
โโโChrissy rolled her eyes again, letting out a huff of laughter. โNo, itโs because I just started drying off after you tackled me into the pool. In case you forgot,โ she called over to him.
โโโRio pouted โ โ๐๐ค ๐ค๐๐ โ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก? โ and said, "I'll make it up to you. With dinner."
โโโHe then swam back over to Chrissy and rested his arms on the pool tiles beside her. "So . . . no game?"
โโโChrissy shrugged, not really seeing the harm in indulging Rio with a silly game. โUh, I dunno. Have you heard of ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐-๐ฆ๐๐ข-๐๐๐กโ๐๐?โ And when Rio shook his head, smiling, Chrissy quickly explained the premise to him.
โโโโYouโd say something hypothetical like, oh, ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐, and then we both answer the question,โ she told him.
โโโโVaya, I think I get it.โ He paused, a smile playing across his face, then said โWould you rather . . . ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐?โ
โโโChrissy wrinkled her nose. โNeither? But I guess, since I have to pick โ apples. That way I could give the peels to Slippers; he loves that stuff.โ
โโโChrissy asked the next question: ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐กโ๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐? And then it was Rioโs turn again.
โโโโSo, would you rather . . . โ his eyes flicked briefly towards Chrissyโs face, as if heโd just thought of something he would never say out loud. He chuckled into his hands, turning away.
โโโChrissy laughed. โWhat is it? Tell me.โ
โโโโ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐?โ And that fucking grin was back.
โโโChrissy snorted derisively. โThatโs a stupid question. Theyโre supposed to be, you know โ what-ifs.โ
โโโโStupid? How is that not a what-if?โ Rio rested the side of his head against his arms, eyes twinkling up at her. โWhat if we did kiss? Haha just kidding . . . unless?โ
โโโ๐ท๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐? Chrissy thought, resisting the urge to laugh. Still, Chrissy was not about to keep playing the game if Rio was just trying to use it as an excuse to fuck with her. โI mean, itโd be something more along the lines of โ I donโt know, never have Starbucks again or marry you. A what-if that wouldnโt actually happen.โ
โโโRio shrugged, pushing himself up and wading back into the water so that he was directly in front of Chrissy. โ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ผ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐. ๐ด๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ
โโโChrissy resisted the urge to roll her eyes for the third time. โI never said that. Besides, youโve seen how fucking overpriced Starbucks is; a one-time kiss would be no big deal, compared to getting that stuff for free,โ she said dryly.
โโโ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ข๐โ โ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ก โ๐๐๐, ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐-๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐. โVale,โ he replied, swimming closer. Before Chrissy could process what the hell was going on, heโd moved right in front of her, propping himself halfway out of the water with his hands on either side of her, resting against the pool deck.
โโโHe was so close to her. Too close; if Chrissy moved even an inch forward, their noses would bump together.
โโโ"๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ , ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐?โ he said, teasingly.
โโโChrissy froze for a split second, and before she could stop herself, she smiled and said โ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ,โ leaned forward, and pecked Rio on the lips.
โโโChrissy felt Rio immediately tense up, and then โ before she could pull away โ Rio reached up and pulled her close, his fingers tangling into her wet locks. Chrissy let herself slip back into the water as the kiss deepened, her head emptied of all thoughts besides Rio.
โโโThe two of them both came up for air at the same time. Chrissy felt . . . strangely breathless, staring up at him. ๐โ๐๐, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ฆโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก โ๐๐.
โโโFuck. Shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
โโโโRio . . .โ she started, hesitantly.
โโโRio sighed heavily. โI know, I know. Sorry.โ He took a step back, letting his hands fall back down into the water. โJueputa . . . I donโt like this game.โ
โโโChrissy laughed, a bit breathlessly. No kidding. She took a moment to steal a glance at Rio, who looked visibly upset. Chrissy, for her part, was also not the happiest about what had happened.
โโโ(๐โ๐๐ข๐โ, โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐โ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐, ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐.)
โโโAn awkward silence fell over the two of them, standing in the crystal-clear water of the pool as the afternoon sun shone down on them. Then, Rio laughed and said, โEh, you want to watch Netflix?โ, and Chrissy couldnโt help the giggles that slipped out of her mouth.
โโโChrissy boosted herself out of the pool and dried herself off as best as she could with some of the towels that Rio had grabbed earlier. ๐โ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐.
โโโTurning, Chrissy raised an eyebrow in his direction. โWell? Are you coming or what?โ
โโโโI will, uh, soon,โ replied Rio. โYou go ahead. The remoteโs on the coffee table.โ Chrissy shrugged and went on her way.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
โโโWhen the TV screen flickered to life, the first thing that popped up in Rioโs Netflix was The Office. Chrissy stared for a moment, then burst out into quiet giggles. ๐น๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ก๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 9-5 ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ . . . ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐. Especially when Rioโs life was so different from the situation portrayed in the show.
โโโWith nothing better to do, Chrissy settled down in one of the couches, ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ โ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ โ๐โ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐. The way that Rioโs hands had felt in her hair, his lips against hers-
โโโOkay. Thatโs enough, she chided herself, and instead directed her thoughts to her shitty car. God โ โ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐.
โโโโโโโโโโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: .โฉ. :โ๏ฝก๏พ. โโโโโโโโโโโ
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