One day, a teenager walked in, phone held up. “Are you the Double Stuffed Dream girl? My friends and I loved your breakdown. It was so real.”
She posted it to her OnlyFans as a free “vent video.”
Chloe looked at the kid. Then at the phone. Then at the perfectly normal, unstuffed, un-dreamt donut in the display case.
Sometimes, a customer would stare at her too long. Aren’t you the… they’d start to say. And she’d smile and hand them their rye loaf.