Never have I Ever

chapter 42

Third person POV

Paul's face was sprayed by connie's half chewed food.
Earning a sudden nauseate.
Instead of showing her pity connie showed her panicking state.

" studio??as in Abbey road studio?! ", she asked.

" well, You know it's originally- "

" yes Paul. I know. Let's not talk about that now. "

" I'm fully aware of your situation. But that doesn't mean you have the rights to disrespect me. ", Paul said rather offended by the younger girl's tone.

Connie gritted her teeth out of anger.
Yes it's her fault. Yes she's being disrespectful. But she can't help being a selfish brat.

" screw that. What's your plan ? "

Paul wanted to scold her. He reminded himself not to lose his temper.

"well, I'll record with them .. and you .. hmmmm .. you'll just take pictures.. Of us.. Recording..."

connie processed the statement first before answering.

" you're going to change the album photo? I'm not a professional photographer."

" no. Not the album photo.. Just yknow the usual?? ", The sentence Paul said went into Connie's ear and out of the other ear.

" the usual? "

" that's right "

" I don't get it.. ", connie scratched her head.

" bloody hell. Just take our picture while we're recording. ", Paul sighed.

" Ouh. Got it "

Paul hummed in agreement.

" So.. That's our plan? Just fake it until we get back? "

" do you have anything else in mind? ", Paul asked crossing his arms.

Connie shook her head.

" let's just hope your 'guide' can get us out of here before anything serious happens "
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a girl took her eighth cup of coffee. her bloodshot eyes would scare anyone who met her.

the laptop screen that had been on all day looked like a sun in her eyes. the charger she had plug in started to feel hot.

"ughh .. who would dare to put up this simulation.", if she had the ability to curse someone the asshole who did this would've died already.

Her original simulation was simple
1. The girl would meet jane asher
2. She would then be given a list of songs the Beatles had recorded that year ( rubber soul )
3. And then they would record it to her liking
4. Done

But this version is different.
1. The girl would meet jane asher
2. They would spend the day in the bedroom
3.The real Paul in the girl's form would come out at the end of the day ( but that one failed because connie fell and broke the bracelet. Hence paul appeared a little too fast )
4. John would call the asher's residence asking to be photographed
Etc.

If it weren't for the misfortune ( Connie's clumsiness ) Gisela would never found out that the simulation had been switched.

Gisela rested her head on the table. she pressed the keyboard with her fist. "Aarrrrggggghhhhh fuck life", she said in a small voice due to her lack of sleep.

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She took the phone and accepted the phone call.

" hey this is gisela, who the fuck are you~~ ", she chirped.

" James Corden. Jesus Gisela are you all right? ", sven asked with a giggle

" do please take a guess. ", Gisela replied.

" I'm guessing no. "

" That was meant to be a rhetorical question buy you're not wrong. "

" okayy..anyways.. Have you looked at the IP address of the simulation? "

" yeah. But they used VPN. "

" you can always hack and trace the source. The VPN service can see the IP address so  just install a malware that will leak- hello? Are you there? "

"....."

" you're a hacker? "

" no.. "

" that's exactly what a hacker would say "

" I swear to God. I'm not a hacker. It's just common science. "

"....."

" fine I might have a friend who knows these things.. "

"...."

" what? It's not cheating "

" kay.. your point is?? "

" just give me 1 or 2 hours max to trace the IP address "

Gisela slumped on her chair

" fucking finally. "