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Ariana Grande
I woke up and made some coffee. Taking my cup, I went outside to sit outside the pool house to drink it. Ariana Grande, who owned the property was up early and taking selfies outside.

She saw me. "Oh good. We need to talk."
"OK, what's up?"
"I want you out."
"What? Why?"
"It was Dalton's idea to give you a place to stay, but he's gone, and I want you gone."
"Why?"
"I don't owe you a reason. I'll give you 'til the end of the month." She went back to taking selfies.
"But I don't have any...."
"Don't care. Not my problem." She took another selfie.
"Can I at least try out my act on you. If I can nail it, I can make a decent living, and I'll be in a better place to stay on my feet."
"Fine, whatever. Let's see it."
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