𝒔 𝒐 𝒍 𝒅 ᝰ໋᳝݊ 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝐜 𝐡 𝐚 𝐩 𝐭 𝐞 𝐫 ᝰ໋᳝݊ 𝐨 𝐧 𝐞

"papa!" i call, he finished snorting a fat line of herion, looking up to me "what unnamed number three!?" i flinch back at his hardh tone

"y/n is on the tv!" he rolled his eyes, going back to snorting his heroine.

i ran back to the new hut where my other unnamed sisters werr watching our elsdest perform with her new husband justin bueber, "someitmes i wish papa has sold me to the pale man oof i would be mrs bierber" number five gushes

i stare at my sister, gyrating on her husband on prerecorded television.

suddenly a lout banging came from the front hut "number three it's your turn" I glare at them but went to answer the door

"hello, is your papa hoem?" i gasps at the sight of the pale man who stole awY y/n, or as the news calls her Kylie "y-your back!" he nods, "is your father in?" i glance at his but, seeing he was dancing alone

"y-yes" i lead him to the hut "papa! he's back" papa smiles, "ah, my good friend simion!!" papa hugged him tightly "need another girl?" he chuckes wiping his bloodied nose

"no, what I want is a refund!" papas eyes widened, almost pooping out of their sockets "i spend all the money, besides it's been a month already-far too late for refudn!!" simon looked at me, letting out a sigh "okay, well how about i take this one, for all of my trouble with the last...she did burnt down my house"

papa looked to me, shrugging "I give you her for $110, should be enough for new lilac disruptors, as well as another hut expansion" sikon looks dme over once more the. Nodded, "I will give you $90" papa smirked "deal!!"

my eyes widen "papa! you can't sell me of like this!" i protest "she's unnamed number three"

I was dragged away, kicking and screaming before being flewed out with mr simon over to the uk.