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"hey everyone ophelia jade ross here and this is snack wars, the uk vs the us for lad bible."
"okay first up we have ohhh actually i love this one, this one is beef jerky and this is peperami." ophelia held both snacks up in front of the camera.
"i actually can't tell you which is better, i was born in the uk spent most of my childhood there, moved to the us we lived there for a good eight years, then moved back to the uk and i've been there ever since. i will tell which is healthier for you though." she chuckled holding up the peperami. "the us has the most unhealthist, that's not a word but today it is, snacks ever. for that reason i'll give it to the uk."
"mcdonald's sausage egg mcmuffin." ophelia said taking a bite. "delish, okay now the cornish pastry, one of my favorite things to eat growing up." ophelia took a bite and smile. "so good." she chuckled.
ophelia moved on to the next one. "atomic fireball? i can't say i've ever had these." she popped one into her mouth. "oh no, the cinnamon is very strong." she covered her mouth and closed her eyes. laughs could be heard from behind the camera. "it's spicy." she shook her head spitting it out putting it back in the wrapper. "anyways... i love jelly babies!" she exclaimed opening the bag and shoved a bunch in her mouth. "mhmm." she smiled.
"i've been waiting for this one! alcohol!" ophelia fixed herself in the chair. "old fashioned and a pimms." the model tasted both. "pimms reminds me of being a teenager, the oldie reminds me of an ex. for that i'll give it to the uk. can i finish this?" she chuckled drinking tbe pimms.
"okay, i don't think i've ever seen a bagged pickle." ophelia looked at her manager, he was laughing. "okay well now you have to try it." she said opening the bag "we have a knife." she was handed it, ophelia cut the pickle and handed a piece to her manager. she tried it and squealed shaking her head. "disgusting." she reached down and picked up her water from the floor. "the worst part is i hate both of these but i am not eating a pickled onions. so the us gets a point."
"marmite toast and a pb&j sandwich, i already know which is winning, but i'll give the sandwich a go." ophelia said with a smile picking it up. "it's delicious but the marmite is better." she began to eat the toast.
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IRL
ophelia laughed at herself on the snack wars video. she'd filmed that so long ago. but it barely just came out. she was in the middle of a campaign shoot for chanel. they were doing solo shots so she had some time before she had to get up and put her best face on. isaac, her manager was somewhere taking phone calls. she could hear the camera constantly taking pictures. "okay, good news. the deal with mclaren is a go- with who?" ophelia questioned. "mclaren racing, the f1 team. we talked about it on the plane." isaac face palmed. "oh when i was half asleep and you were rambling, i wasn't paying attention." she shook her head and she sighed. "don't you worry your pretty little head about anything then. you just have to show up and look pretty." Isaac patted her shoulder. "story of my life." ophelia rolled her eyes, as they called her over.
after holding a hundred different poses in a hundred different ways, ophelia was so exhausted but so hungry because she hadn't eaten all day. the sun had gone down so it was dark out. she didn't care she was on a mission to acquire food. she slipped her shoes on and left her flat. she hugged herself in her jacket as she walked down the quiet london street she'd lived on for years. she entered the shop and immediately went to the hot foods. a man was standing there, his back facing her. hot back. she thought to herself before grabbing a package of noodles and a bowl. he must've heard her so he moved out of the way, she caught a glimpse of his face. hot man. she thought using the hot water to fill the bowl. he lingered for a second on his phone then walked to the counter. after getting all the food she wanted went to the counter. "big haul today ophelia." clark the man behind the counter smiled. "i'm very hungry today clark." she chuckled placing cash on the counter. "have a good night." clark waved as ophelia grabbed her bag of food and noddles. she began her walk back to her flat.
sitting in her living room totally going to town on all her snacks, she was watching south park, laughing her ass off. her phone rang, she chuckled wiping her fingers off with a napkin before answering her phone. "hello?" she paused the tv. "flights are set for saudi arabia, you leave on tuesday, you'll arrive on wednesday." isaac explained. "sounds like a plan, what about you?" ophelia questioned. "i won't be able to be with you until friday but you can handle yourself for a day. you'll have people from ralph as well as mclaren there to give you all the information you need." isaac told her and she groaned. "who from ralph?" she asked. "noah, malia, and jay." isaac answered her question making ophelia smile. "my favorites, thank you. i'll talk to you later then."
ophelia decided to get some sleep because the next week was going to be crazier then usual. as she laid in bed she searched up the mclaren team and read as much information on them as she could so she wouldn't be totally unprepared and clueless around the sport. she went to the drivers instagrams and literally deep dived to the bottom of their page. lando norris was really something to her. she couldn't stop looking at his pictures, that weirded her out so she turned her phone off and went to bed.
