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K-Chan walks down the streets of downtown Spaghetti Town, livestreaming while following a GPS on her phone.
>So chat, I never told you! It's supposed to be hush hush, but I got a big gig coming up! It's outside of wrestling! Sorta! Who cares! We're gonna make it to the top off the back of you degenerate internet losers so make sure to like, subscribe, sub to my Lonelyfans, and follow my Tweetstagram! LET'S FUCKING GO CAN WE GET A SUB TRAIN GOING?!
K-Chan screamed at her phone as a man in a business suit walking by gave her a weird look. K-Chan didn't even notice as she focused on her phone. Her subs had blown up ever since joining the WWA. Then they exploded when she did her #kchanforda campaign.
>Fuck the trolls I'm a fucking HUSTLER AT THIS SOCIAL MEDIA SHIT!
K-Chan exclaimed, before reading her chat.
>Oh! The new colors! I thought you'd never ask!
K-Chan had missed about 50 messages asking since the stream started.
>Just a change! Nope, no reason at all felt I need something new! Glad those red contacts came in from Clamazon so soon...Oooo we're here!
K-Chan enters the Maximilian Tower. Security instantly stops her.
"No phones in prohibited areas." The tall, suited man says.
>Ah fucksticks. Okayyyyyy, bye chat! See you soon! Love from your Internet Angel!
K-Chan waved at her phone before shutting the steam off and putting her phone in her skirt pocket. Security stepped aside as K-Chan glared at him, before walking to the front desk.
>Hey! I need to know where the Divine Touch photoshoot is happening!
K-Chan said as she approached the desk.
>Chop chop, I'm cutting it close to being late. Oh the name is K-Cha...Kotomi Ito.
K-Chan annoyingly spat at the receptionist, who sighed and typed at her computer.
"...The roof, Miss."
>Thanks bitch! BTW that low of a skirt is never gonna get you a promotion.
