GRETA:
With wobbly feet, I make my way down the steps, feeling my heart thud wildly against my chest. Amidst the confusion, I know I don't want to be around a bunch of people who toss me around like I am a football.
I have gone viral on the internet and I can barely take the tablet phone from the Queen's hands as she presents it to me. She pushes it into my face and I take it from her, staring down at the most awkward video of me crashing to the ground. It feels like whoever had made this particular video was waiting for me to fall. I hear a feminine giggle behind the camera before they say; "You know a low class girl before she even acts. Can barely walk on a simple pair of louboutins."
The floodgates open and I feel literal tears run down my cheeks. Letting the phone drop to Fenrir's
