How I Met James Charles

I was sleeping. As i would normally do so. And suddenly I hear my bedroom window open so I grab the alarm clock on my bedside table and chuck it at the man now standing in front of me. "OUCH SISTER" I turn on the lights and its James Charles?

"What are you doing in my room?" I ask as I regulate my breathing. "I saw you liked the TikTok I made about my messy hair" he says as he licks his lips. I furrow my brows, confused. "Ok, what about it?" I reply. He laughs, dryly.

"You know what I came here to do?" He takes a step towards me, my back now pressed against the wall, i'm trapped. "Please sister Charles, don't." He starts singing and grabbing his crotch, "ump ump woahhh"

I use his eyeshadow palette as a pepper spray, and blow the eyeshadow dust into his eyes. "Ok ok, i'll leave." He's halfway out the window when he turns around and says "but just know a sister will be back..." and that's how I met James Charles.