"Smile for me, please?" Brendon Urie fanfic

"Lunatic" her artist name. More likely, "dumb".

Chris was a famous artist despite of her unknown image and name. Being in this way wont make her daily life crucial. Taking a cup of tea in her table while watching how her enemies became popular and then seconds became infamous from what shits they've done. Of course, Everybody would be like that.

One day, her precious "$1-billion" art was stolen and nowhere to be found. Her identity became known. Her cat lost in the street. Paint brushes cost like a gold. Her apartment bill went up high. What more if she meet this person who will tear her private life even worser?