"Fuck...."

Xander groaned. Pulling his headphones off, shoving away keyboard, swivelling in his chair, and running a hand through sweet messy sand blond hair, as he finally finished editing some stupid fucking video.

Why did he even do this? Oh yeah because he was a fucking famous celebrity who was better than the fucking average normie. The money was a bonus too. Fancy cars. Nice house.

And a lot of it in savings and investments because his beloved girlfriend, been with him from the start decided that he needed to be at least a bit responsible.

Yeah fucking right. He was basically a god at this point.