Stella snickered to herself, pushing up her glasses as she muddled with Yvonne’s name. It was a decent enough place to start, she reasoned. Something small and silly that she could snicker at to the ignorance of her rival.
The sentence now read “Oooh Lala IS UP AFTER PLAYING VIDEO GAMES ALL DAY.” Stella was pleasantly surprised to find that the app allowed Yvonne’s first and last names to count as a single edit… she was sure it shouldn’t have worked, and yet, it seemed it had! She didn’t notice any obvious shimmer to reality this time… but the app said it was done.
Cocking an eyebrow, she looked up at Yvonne, who had taken up residence on the couch opposite her, and was now idly thumbing through her phone. Stella’s first fear, creative and paranoid that she was, was that somehow her opposite had access to the app as well. That would certainly be a twist… but a glimpse in the mirror behind Yvonne merely revealed tumblr on her screen. Thank god.
“Hey… Yvonne?” Stella ventured, snickering as she prodded with the forceps of curiosity.
Yvonne looked up at her. “Huh?” She gave a dismissive tilt. “Come on Stells, I’m offended. That’s not even my name.” The redhead sat upright, crossing her legs and leaning back smugly. “I don’t know how on earth you could forget a name like Oooh, either. Like, my name is Oooh Lala, that’s not really one you can just forget.”
Stella had to hold back laughter. With a stroke of the phone. She’d made Yvonne’s name over into something goofy… and now that the seed was there, she wasn’t going to stop.
“You’re right, sorry about that Oooh. I’m willing to admit when I’ve made a mistake.” She tapped on Oooh again and generated a new sentence;
OOOH LALA IS STILL IN HER PAJAMAS
Perfect.