EyeLash [}Billie Eilish{]

Going Viral

I sat down in front of my camera and turned on the light, I checked my make up to make sure you couldn't tell I was crying. "Hello, what is up you guys. So today's video is um... Well, you know-how on this channel I love to share my poor life dissensions with you. And usually, they are from the far, far, far past. But, onto the point of today's story." I took a breath.
"I just got fired. I got home from work to find an email waiting for me." I grabbed my laptop. "Sent on.... 8:56 Pm. I didn't leave work until ten o'clock."
I looked with a dead smile into the camera. "So that's real mature." I sighed. "Some of you may know where I work, and some may not, I don't know how suing works so I won't say the name. But ya know, Anyways! Ok, I'd just like to clarify that I have worked there for two years. And maybe once a month I'm five minutes late because of Tom's baby sitter. Who also quit today. Thanks, sis." I said looking away from the camera. This is just one big passive-aggressive mess. Am I really going to post this? Fuck it.

"So I just read the expertly written email." I cleared my throat loudly.  "Gemma," I stopped. "No dear, no miss, noting. Gemma, Comma. This... ok, so far we have improper entry. 'This will be your last week in our 'establishment'.' Ok, this is Sunday, So do I have to work this coming week. Because our work weeks are Monday to Sunday, So This means the week we're currently in right?" I sighed looking into the camera. "Now this is where it gets me. This is why I got fired. One, Coming in late. We already covered that a minute ago. Two, I take 'unapproved brakes' and 'try to get backstage with artists' Ok I read these two together because this is from today's shift. I took an 'unapproved' brake because my sugar dropped and I had to get to the kitchen- That is in the back toward the green rooms, to get apple juice and luckily someone else was in there and she gave me Vegan chocolate. So that was me taking a break and trying to get backstage with the artist. Oh and also I had to help a dude bring a case of water backstage, but the guy was like I think with the performer, so-" I made a face at the camera.  "If anyone can let me backstage I think its the artists' boyfriend." I rolled my eyes. "So then the letter ends with a real quick 'We cant im-ploy.' I-M-ploy someone with so many bad quietly's good luck. J.M Management." I looked at the laptop screen for a long minute before looking back at the camera.
"Am I really going to post this?" I questioned the I looked past the camera at the fridge. "Well, all depends on how much wine I have left." I laughed lightly. "So anyways if you guys like this little shitty sad story- This L-S-S-S. God, why do I try to be funny it just comes out so cringe." I smiled shaking my head. "Anyways, subscribe if you want, thumbs up I guess I couldn't be arsed to care, thumbs down if you really want. And uh, yeah bye." I stopped recording and grabbed the camera and my laptop laying them on the counter as I pulled out my phone going to the fridge. I grabbed the wine bottle and it was full! I sat to the counter bottle in hand and edited, as I was uploading I brought up snap chat. I took a photo of me with the laptop and now empty bottle. 'New Video going live now, all it took was some liquid courage to post.' I went into my room quietly and laid in bed. suddenly I realized that I work tomorrow and Billie is doing another show, fuck. why is her personality so tiresome for me? maybe because she could see past my fake bullshit and it was harder and more effort for me to put up a front.