#cutekyddcarson

A few weeks had passed since Devlin had sat Kydd down in his office to sign the contract regarding the series of ads Kydd would be the star of for Los Santos’ nightlife. It was an important campaign for the city aimed to boost the economy, and Devlin could almost taste the luxuries it would by him.

As the pair walked into the shiny studio and waited for their escort to the set, Dev snapped his fingers for a compact from an assistant so that he could dab at Kydd’s face. “You look great... it’s going to be wonderful, and I’ll be there every second.” He paused, grinning widely. “This could be a game changer for you.”