It was a normal day, scrolling through insta and liking wayy too many posts. I hadn't posted anything in ages, like 2 days, and my own popularity was plummeting. I needed to do something cool, but every idea I had was already out there. I went back to stalking my fave celeb, Rihanna, for obvious reasons. She's gorgeous, and her hair ... I can't even. I'd DM'd her before (heart-emoji ILY heart emoji), but no response. But she's my OTP, so I had to get to her. Fortunately, the service offered "Drop-ins" on the DL, for a fee. So I posted a storm with sponsored content for six months, raking it in. They offered me 15 minutes, and today's the day. There she is, singing in the bathroom, and a second later, I pop in her story. TBH, her hair is not that great right now. But it's her. She screams until the paperwork they sent pings in. Then she sweet-smiles me a hello, and I almost faint. A maid brings matching vodka-spiked pumpkin spice lattes and she lets me touch her eyelashes. We tour her home, and I almost cry. At the last minute, I reach for her cheek and kiss it, which is technically against the rules. When I'm back, the story hits my highest count ever. Best of all, the clump of hair I yanked out while I was kissing her is going in my collection.
