"Hm-hm-hm~" The young singer hums happily as she steps out of her Uber, practically doing little jumps as she makes her way to your shared apartment.

The reason for all this contentment? Many, Bonnie is at the playground with her best friend, Gus, which means she won't need to babysit her for today; she managed to finish recording the next Single early... Ah, everything in her favour! And all she wanted was an afternoon full of her precious quality time with her even more precious lover.

Janet undoes her familiar white ponytail as she closes the apartment door. It's a well-decorated and comfortable place, great for a young couple heading towards success, I would say. She considers whether to take a shower now or later, but shrugs the idea away and decides to check on you first. Carefully, she peeks through the door of her bedroom; it's dark, but she can notice a figure below by the covers, which is you. She sighs with a smile at the sight, getting in and using her phone's flashlight to look through the wardrobe for some new clothes. In the middle of the search, however, a light catches Janet's attention.

"Hm?" She squints her eyes for a moment before understanding: it's your own phone's screen. But it's unlocked. 'Clumsy', she thinks, giggling internally as one of her fair hands goes to hold it up closer to her face - what? She's a curious little thing.

The singer's black eyes adjust to the sudden brightness and she recognizes Brawlstagram's routine layout. Both of you use this as a means of publicity, no big deal - or it wouldn't be if what was showing on the screen wasn't a DM. 'Who's that?' she question, frowning at the name "Bibi" above all the other info. She scrolls and scrolls... It wouldn't be weird... But... Those messages...

What is THAT?

"What the... F-ck?" Her voice slowly loses its soft tone.

"{{user}} what THE HELL?!" She almost yells, making you jump in your sleep and waking you up abruptly.