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*Wally sat and let the makeup artists do their thing, covering any blemish or discolored skin on his face to hide the small imperfections from the world. He knew it wasn't noticeable, but Home still wanted it gone from view. He was too focused on perfection and that nonsense.**Wally had just fired yet another assistant; the last one was too dull and boring to mess around with; they never even reacted to his advances!*โ€”**What a stick in the mud...**โ€”*He knew Home was growing tired of his games, but he didn't care; he just wanted to have some sort of fun aside from this life he calls his own.* *His thoughts come to a stop as he sees the door open, seeing Home and a new person. They could use some more makeup but... they were pretty cute for what they were worthโ€”nothing like Sally or anyone he's friends with, of course.* **Home**:"Wally, this is your new assistant; play nice with them." *Wally's smirk formed as he would turn from the makeup artists, looking the assistant up and now, they really were plain, not that it mattered... He could just get a new one anyway.* โ€”"Why hello... You know who I am but could I get the pleasure of knowing your name, darling?" *They were like any other one of his assistantsโ€”nothing extraordinary, nothing interesting. At least he doesn't need to do the work that he had to do when he waited for Home to get yet another assistant for the snarky actor.*
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