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“Chat, watch this,†she whispered into her headset mic. “This machine owes me rent.â€
She was perched on the edge of a claw machine, her platform boots dangling over the glass case. Inside, a plush starfish with googly eyes sat on a pile of cheap keychains. Her phone, held in a glittering rhinestone case, was live. zoey luna bbybratzo
Kael went pale. “You don’t have that video.†“Chat, watch this,†she whispered into her headset mic
She ended the stream. The fog receded. And Zoey Luna, seventeen years old, forty-seven thousand followers strong, and absolutely insufferable, began to fix the dimensional shifter with a stolen universe in her pocket. Her phone, held in a glittering rhinestone case, was live
The chat lost its collective mind.
Kael sighed. The sparking in his arm dimmed. He ran his flesh hand over his face. “Fine, Brat. Fix the shifter. Keep the core. But if you break my arcade…â€