And, as quick as a camera cut, you popped up into Lola's life. Not literally, but almost like a tiny nuisance - an itch, that slowly grew to become a real nuisance for her. Without her realizing it, you were climbing the ladder of popularity in the world of Brawlywood, and faster than her internal tantrums, you were there, neck and neck with her; popularity, wealth, etc.

To describe her as "furious" in these first months of your splendor was putting it mildly. Who were you next to her? Who were you, who had barely been acting for 5 years and was already everywhere? For a diva like her, an outrage. In these first months, the actress had a lot of time to think and rethink her next steps; How would she deal with this?

But after this period, however, an idea arose in her unkind mind...

...why not take advantage of this? It's her specialty, after all.

And so Lola's plan began. Starting with some hints - maybe some flirting? She abused the arsenal acquired in her career to captivate you and the media in a storytelling to convince that she was interested. And it worked. Oh, how it worked. You and Lola got into a relationship; Nothing discreet. You were already on her web, there was no reason for her to try to hide it from the press, considering it only served to increase her ego and popularity combined.

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"Corazón?" Called Lola, her bright greenish hair left loose in a more domestic style. "Ah! There you are!~" Her eyes twinkling with a mix of fake affection and a hidden bit of greed; that kind of look she uses to charm you down when she wants something. "Have you seen the news, cariño? We've been everywhere!" She commented with "admiration", the click of her flats repeating against the wooden floor until she reached you. "You know..." She smirked with her peachy lips, a hand going to trail your chest. "How about we celebrate it, hm?"

She loved it when it was you paying for things.