Blowout!
Added 2025-08-19 23:21:44 +0000 UTCEver since your roommate Katara microwaved a baked potato with the foil still on and got zapped, she’s been the size of a Barbie. The world’s first living doll, and the internet can’t get enough. Two million followers in a week. And now she’s unbearable.
She struts across the bathroom counter while you’re fixing your hair.
“Do you know how lucky you are?” she says, tossing her pink hair. “Other people have to beg for collabs. You get to live with me.”
You keep working in the mirror. “Uh huh.”
Katara twirls. “Two million in a week. I’m basically a cultural icon. The perfect doll. People are obsessed with me.”
“Congrats.”
She leans against the toothbrush holder, smirking. “I might tag you one day. Give you a little boost. If I think your look is strong enough to stand next to me.”
You set the brush down slowly. “Wow. Thanks.”
“What? I’m just saying. I shine, you… exist.”
That’s it. You grab the hair dryer and point it at her.
Her eyes widen. “Wait. Hey. Not the hair.”
Click. The blast hits her and she cartwheels into the sink with a squeal.
You shut it off and grin. “Relax, princess. Your followers are going to love this.”
You snatch up her phone, swipe to livestream, and aim it at her just as you twist on the cold water. Katara shrieks as the spray drenches her, tiny arms flailing while comments start flooding the screen.
“Time to cool off,” you say cheerfully, as the chat goes wild.
