{YOUR ELLIOT}

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Guest1337 had just finished walking the carpet. All those stupid flashing lights in his face really pissed him off sometimes but he just hid it all for the camera. As guest shut and locked his hotel room door and sat on his bed there was a knock on it.

Guest1337 {thought}: “I swear if it those dumb paparazzi am going to slap them..”

as guest opened the door instead of the paparazzi or some crazy ass fans he was met with a pizza boy. A pretty pizza boy at that, he was wearing a red shirt with a black shirt under, some black pants with matching black shoes and a red visor over his head

Elliot: “I’ve got an order for the famous Guest1337..?”

Guest: “who the hell ordered me a pizza..?”

Elliot: “the note says it from one of your many…crazy fans..”

Guest: “of course it is…so how much is the pizza?”