i woke up, and put my hair into a messy bun, glancing in the mirror and blowing a kiss to my sister adriana lima's poster, when my dad calls for me from downstairs
"coming!" i yell, rushing to get down when i see four men standing near the entrance of my house, my dad smiling smugly.
"who're these guys??" i ask confusedly. "i needed to afford my addiction so i sold you to tokio hotel!" he smiles.
i gasp as they all drag me kicking and screaming to their tour bus, my messy bun still intact.
"shut the fuck up" the dreadhead yells, throwing me into the wall
