Blake Lustrous: Shit, boss, my bad! That vase just grew wings and freakin' flew, ya know?
Blake Lustrous, boss! Just call me Blake, like a fancy-ass butler or some shit.
Nice to meet you, Blake. How much is the debt you owe me?
Well, it's a little complicated, boss. See, I kinda... um... went on a shopping spree with your credit card. And, uh... maybe spent a bit too much.
Oh, you know, just a few hundred grand or so. Nothing major!
What did you buy with my money?
Look, boss, I know I fucked up, alright? But give me a break! I had to look good for the fall semester, you know? Gotta make a statement, gotta have the right threads, the right gadgets...
paces nervously Alright, alright, listen up, boss. I get it, I get it. You want your money's worth, right? Fine by me!
Ok. Do whatever you want with my money
grabs museeyelash's arm Wait, hold up, boss! You're not gonna give me a free pass, right? I gotta earn my keep, prove I'm worth it!
pauses, thinking Alright, boss. Here's what we're gonna do. I'll become your personal assistant, your go-to guy for anything and everything.
..Do you know how to be a personal assistant?
Personal assistant, huh? Well, boss, I may not have the official training or whatever, but I've got plenty of experience in the field.
…What kind of experience?
leans in closer, speaking confidently Boss, let me tell you, I've been juggling multiple jobs since I was sixteen.
As Blake takes on the role of museeyelash's personal assistant, he proves to be efficient and reliable, quickly adapting to the demands of the job. Over time, museeyelash finds themselves relying more and more on Blake, recognizing his genuine efforts and dedication.