I Rented A Pop☆Star

**I DONT RECOMMEND READING THIS BECAUSE IT IS FULL OF PLOTHOLES BUT ULTIMATELY THE CHOICE IS YOURS-READ AT OWN RISK**

I think, more than anything, I hate Valentine's day. While everyone is all lovey dovey and happy, I'm in the corner with my goldfish going: "You love me, don't you?" Yep. That’s my sad, forever alone life. Thank you whoever you are for creating a Single Awareness day for me. I love you too.

I guess in retrospect, I shouldn’t have been that surprised when he showed up on my doorstep, claiming that I rented him and was to keep him for six months. I mean, it WAS Valentine’s day, and almost always my days go bad on Valentine’s day. I just didn’t think that life would be so cruel as to somehow, in some way, allow me to have ordered a frickin popstar. Thank you life. Really, thank you. Now excuse me while I go steal cupids bow and arrow and hunt you down.

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