The Modelo Virus (Movid-69)

4 month update owo

After that last chapter it's been a little difficult for me to come up with more content. I mean come on, after that masterpiece this book is so much different.

But shrexy tingz aren't the only important stuff I'm gonna be writing about. This was originally just an outlet, so I'm going to try to keep it that way.

Stacy went on a cute little friend date today. Her parents and Violet are also gone, so I'm just here at home by myself. I usually stay when they all go on trips as well, so I'm pretty used to it already. I don't really get lonely, but if I do I can just hang out with Stacy's dog, Cello.

Stacy is pretty bad at managing her money. It's really no secret. Retail therapy is real and she's a very familiar victim to it. She bought a $300 paddle board last week, $150 worth of bras and underwear, another $50 on car accessories, and then she bought some random anime gift set. This bitch owes me $200.

I also bought almost $100 worth of bras, but Steven wanted to pay for it. I obviously didn't want him to, but I'm still very grateful. Too bad he'll be busy taking them off, teehee.

I don't understand how some girls are just totally okay with leeching off their man's money. I get it if they're actually rich, but some bitches really be taking their paycheck and getting their hair and nails done. I have nothing against a cute mani, but jeez sis calm down.

This modelo virus is really changing people. I feel like I've lost the excitement of wanting to get cute and go out, since I haven't done that in about six months. There's almost no point anymore.

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Hi, I haven't updated this chapter in 3 months. Please have a seat with me, I have tea if you'd like some.

I think it's quite sad that over 50% of the world's population is born into a society where they're just ready to live miserably.

I really do wonder what it's like to be limitless. Money is everything nowadays and if I had enough to share, I know I would.

I have a dog now. He's basically something for me to take care of since I don't really do anything anymore. Work is immensely slow and there's not much else to do.

We're all broke as shit and it sucks.

I mean it could be worse, I could be pregnant. With a human child. That would probably end my life completely.

Stacy is becoming more and more annoying each day. The worst part is that she doesn't even realize it. She's so busy being self absorbed that she doesn't hear how she constantly talks about herself, and the fact that we don't care.

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It's been another week or so, but it's Christmas eve so that's fun.

Actually I lied it wasn't that great.

I mean, I did enjoy it. But obviously it wasn't the usual Christmas I'm used to. We usually go to my auntie's house and do a bunch of christmassy things there, then the next day my grandmas house on the other side of the family.

This year I instead stayed home with Stacy's family, participated in a very watered down Christmas, then will probably go to my grandmas house to see whats up there.

Though I am very happy and grateful for everything everyone has given me, I still think I'm allowed to be a little sad about this year.

Steven got me amazing things. We did a couples gift exchange and it was super cute, not to mention super gay.

Homie got me an air fryer.

I got him underwear and bakugans.

We're quite perfect opposites, with immense attraction.