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“Sure. I don’t have anything else to do–I used to love blanket forts as a kid.”

“AYEEE!!! That’s something I can for sure do. Best idea someone has given all day. We can talk and stuff, right?”

“Ooh, someones cocky, huh? Yes, the living room is now official our territory. We need to get on this fast, K.”

hi i’m max.  i’m 18.  and this is karlie kloss.  i’m sure you’ve all heard of her.  supermodel.  student.  cookie enthusiast.  

but if you read karlie’s secret on the main you’ll know that being the sunshiney queen of all happiness isn’t coming as easy as it used to, so putting the act on for the cameras might grate on her eventually.

“ i’d have the hipster hair too but now it’s all gone. what’s a hipster diet? does kale count? … hm. no? i wouldn’t say so. the kids have celebrity parents and the blanket closets probably get restocked. then there’s always the tried and true rule of finders keepers. ”

“Yeah, I have two dogs, Thumper and Bambi. They’re kind of troublemakers.”

“That’s practically genius. This fort is going to be so amazing, it’ll go down in history, i can feel it.”

“Offer me food or alcohol and I’m in. Offer me both and it’s heaven.”

“you had me at blanket fort, honestly. can we get some marshmallows too, just for the cosiness factor?“

“uhhhh, yeah. i don’t think that i’m going to be doing jello shots?? but i could probably build a fort if you wanted to?”

“I don’t want to brag but I’m quite the skilled architect at building blanket forts.”

“You know, I would, but I really don’t think I can leave my dogs alone for that long.”