catfish - muke

i am officially fucked

(IVE BEEN WATCHING CATFISH ALL DAY AND IT REMINDED ME I HAVE A DRAFT TO PUBLISH HELLO WNJOY)

michael (oo what a twist)

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"no lacey you don't understand, liam must know who i am! he knows i'm a guy and now he wants to meet on fucking catfish!! all of america's gonna see me looking like a dick on national television" michael paced his hotel room, pulling at his hair
"okay, first of all, he may not even be who he says he is, and secondly your hair is going to fall out if you don't stop pulling at it, you dying it doesn't help with your balding situation either" lacey was watching the pale boy, frankly it was making her quite dizzy
michael's eyes narrowed
"now it not the time to bring up my balding situation! i have more important things to worry about!! you know what, i'm going to redye my hair while you help me figure out what to do" michael announced dramatically, storming into the bathroom and pulling out a box of manic panic bleach and cotton candy coloured hair dye
"lacey babeeeee" michael whined "come hereeeee"
"what do you want you nugget fuck?" she shouted irritatedly but wandering into the bathroom nonetheless
"put some more clothes on, i'm gay i don't wanna see no girl titties" he pulled off his shirt and put it on lacey, covering her up "good, now bleach my hair"

michael sat cross legged on the chair he had put in the hotel bathroom, pulling out his phone from his sweatpants pocket and scrolling through his twitter feed. he retweeted a couple of pictures of fans with luke in los angeles, michael made note of the places he had been seen so he could show luke his new hair, considering luke was rather adamant that people chose the cotton candy option on the poll michael had made on twitter asking which colour his hair should be next. after luke had retweeted the tweet and promised to follow as many people who voted for cotton candy the poll got over 50,000 votes, 95% for the pink, 5% for baby blue.

he unwrapped a lolly pop he got earlier for free with his chinese takeout. lacey stood behind him, grumbling about how she wasn't his bitch and that he owed her a 20' inch pizza when they got back to LA.

"lace, were gonna hang around grove when we get back, luke was seen with loads of fans there today" michael mumbled
"i hate it there! what if that bella stdlynn girl is there? you know we have beef!"
"i have beef with her too! she tried to get into an advanced screening of deadpool using my name"
"she pushed me in front of a car to stop me from meeting ashton, i win"
"deadpool lacey, she tried to get into fucking deadpool using my name which my dad got onto the guestlist! she could've stopped me from meeting ryan!"
"just shut the fuck up before i make you eat this hair dye"