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Two smiling faces are in the cameras view, both with red cheeks, eyes slightly wide, and definitely tipsy. "Oh, it's on!" Camila calls out.
"Hey dad! And every single one of his stupid, racist and homophobic family members. Remember me? The whorish slut that was thrown out of my home because I came out to the people who I loved most. Well, guess what fuckers, I'M ON THE NEW YORK BEST SELLERS LIST! NUMBER 1!" Both Camila and Y/n cheer, then drink from their glasses. "Love On Ice is so fucken gay, I made it gayer than me! You guys fucked up so much, because now, I have money, and guess what, it's already on talks of becoming a show. It's just so funny to me, you guys threw me and mom out, 'cause she supported me for being gay, and now, I have a great story that people love, a beautiful girlfriend, a beautiful home, and no toxic people in my life. So, thank you assholes, hope you enjoy life, because I definitely will!" Y/n pulls Camila in for a kiss, then ends the video.
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Waking up the next morning was horrible. Headaches and food from the night before made its presence. However, all that quickly faded when seeing the calls and texts from her manager and mom, then the thousands of notifications from Twitter. Yeah, she did stupid last night.
But, she deserves it. Finally having a wild night after being shown as the sweet girl. Camila lays her head on her girlfriend's shoulder, reading whatever was on the screen. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but it went viral." Clicking on the two minute video, the two watch their drunk-selves talk to the camera. It's not as bad as Y/n is lead to believe, but, she honestly shouldn't have made it. But after all the shit her father and his family put her and her momma through, of course she was gonna say something.
"Okay, not as bad as I thought, it was bound to happen when or if I ever got drunk. Could've been worse."
"We can deal with the affects later, right?" Y/n nods. "Good, cuddle and let's go back to sleep." Y/n chuckles, laying her phone back down, then cuddling up against Camila, hoping to feel better when she wakes back up.
