Under the Influencer - 2/?
"Look. I've no fucking clue what kind of conclusions you've come to from whatever you've heard, but my end of it has gone to shit. People I thought were family are foes. My home is trashed. I'm stranded in... in God-knows-where. And I'm... I'm... taking refuge from the rain with whatever's close by. I thought I knew displacement before but now look at me.
"All y'all saying I should go to the police can suck some dicks, okay? It's partly their fault I'm in this damn mess! It's not like they could find me, anyway... or should. Not like this. I have been hearing sirens, though, so maybe they're looking for me. Are they tracking me with this? I thought my geo-tags were off, but am I dumb? I mean, I've somehow gotten water in the damn camera, so I don't know. I just wanted a distraction from the emptiness, okay? Let me cope!
"Let me not catch a cold... or worse..."
The xxhunnybee didn't ask for this much buzz. Siena is back, now with no place to go but her social feed. As her only saving grace as she hides under a trashed measuring cup in the rain, she confides in thousands of fans in real-time and hopes for her safety, not realizing how close it could be. Meanwhile, a certain viewer unexpectedly recognizes her locale, despite its surreal perspective shift not too unlike many vistas she has shared, struggling with what to say in the chat when they reach it... and her.
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"I... Little mama, I... I've called you that for years, but that was 'cause you called yourself tiny, short, or whatever. I've had you nicknamed as 'Fairy Queen' in my contacts and shit for who-knows-how-long, and that was from the flowers. But this... you... Have I been insulting you off the cuff this whole time?"
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FantasyHey! Down here! No, down. Yes, all the way down. Keep going. Almost, and... Yeah, hi! Uh... Say "Cheese!" This is a picture + (super) short story + notes compilation book for those with a liking for extreme size differences aka G/t (giant/tiny), mac...
