You wake up and notice your idol fashion model and designer’s logo. You see him. You become so excited as he measures you and looks at you. Am I gonna model your next design?! You ask. He chuckles. No, darling. You blush that he calls you “darling” but you don’t know why he says no. You’re my new trophy. He smiles. He hammers your feet to a pedestal. There is some tight plastic holding you in place so that will be your position as a statue. You scream in pain.