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"GIRL. What the hell?! You and Tim?? You're literally on like, three gossip sites already!" Celina shouted as she walked into Lucy's room, Lucy groaned, flopping onto her bed. "I knew it. The paparazzi got pictures, didn't they?""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 practically begging said, "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."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?"

"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?" "You're living my dream. Say yes."