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"They probably already have a hundred photos of us walking out together." Laughing I responded, "Well, I guess now I'll be the next clickbait headline."

Tim stopping in his tracks started, "Actually..." he paused, rubbing the back of his neck. "I know this is going to sound crazy, but my agent has been on my back about my image lately. Wants me to seem more... grounded. They think dating someone 'normal' could help me seem less out of reach."Confused I asked, "So... what? You want me to fake date you?" Tim continued, "Just for a little while. A few events, a couple of coffee runs with the cameras around, nothing too serious. You're smart, you're funny, and honestly, I already trust you more than half the people in this industry."

Still taken aback of this offer I said,"You trust me because I told you to get a Chai Latte instead of trying black coffee?" "Exactly. That's the kind of honesty I need."

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Celina: "GIRL. What the hell?! You and Tim?? You're literally on like, three gossip sites already!"Lucy groaned, flopping onto her bed. "I knew it. The paparazzi got pictures, didn't they?"Celina: "Got pictures? Honey, they're writing love songs about y'all. One headline says, 'Mystery Girl and Tim Bradford? Cozy Moment or New Flame?'"She rubbed her temples. "That's... not even the wild part."Celina: "What? Don't tell me he kissed you. Did he—wait—did he ask you out??""No," Lucy said slowly, "he asked me to be his fake girlfriend."Silence.Celina: "I'm sorry. WHAT."She sat up, staring at the wall like it might offer clarity. "He said his agent wants him to look more grounded or whatever, and... I guess I looked grounded enough?"Celina: "No, no. This is good. This is like... Netflix rom-com material. What'd you say?""I didn't say anything yet," Lucy muttered. "It's insane, right? I'm a barista. I mop floors. What am I doing fake dating someone who gets paid to fight space aliens on screen?"Celina: "You're living my dream. Say yes."