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As she mindlessly scrolls through Tik Tok and wishes it had an auto-scroll option as her fingers are getting sore, local woman Leslie Ellis is briefly interrupted by a Snapchat notification.
Knowing better than to open a request at 1 am but still lacking the self-respect most twenty-something women take a few years to develop, Leslie pauses her activity to hover her finger over the snap and wonders what on earth her crush ‘Noah Davis’ could be sending at this hour.
Just as she’s about to click on it, Leslie quickly calculates the acceptable level of response time and just how long she’ll need to make herself appear presentable.
Launching out of bed and examining herself in the mirror, Leslie takes one look at her bedraggled hair and hungover, sunken eyes, and gleans that it’ll take roughly ten minutes of slap heavy makeup and Snapchat filters before she can even think about answering the charming boy back.
If she’d paused to reflect, Leslie would know better than to answer what is obviously a booty call and not an attempt at a long and fruitful relationship, but her excitement at garnering some male attention means her dignity can be left at the door for a while.
Reaching to slather on three coats of Nars foundation and a concealer strong enough to hide last night’s activities, Leslie sets to work beautifying herself so quickly, James Charles would surely be proud.
As she puts on the final layer of lip gloss and opens the chat, disappointment quickly sets in as it’s revealed to be a funny snap of Noah pushing his mate into an agapanthus bush and not a photo of him leaning back on his pillow with the words ‘U up?’ emblazoned across his naked chest.
More to come.
