Eyes opening it was a new morning, a day filled with no plans and nothing to do really.
Filling her frosted cup with aloe water, enjoying a sip and relaxing for a minute before sitting down with her computer, opening her false social media accounts doing her usual stalking of people she wanted to keep tabs on, not that she knew if this were things they wanted people to know or the truth it was nevertheless interesting to see and imagine if it was true or not.
A search for the fetch she was searching for but like usual no results, she really had far to little to go on to find that damn fetch. When suddenly stumbling upon a video, it didn't look interesting at first just another annoying video that always seemed to make their ways into your feeds but something about it made her watch it once, then over and over again studying each and every detail of it, googling it and reading up on the subject.
It was so obvious it was so crystal clear this could be her career she had every qualification to be able to do it, wouldn't need a boss, it would pay well and potentially even make her a small fortune relatively quickly which could be of great access to the freehold not to mention all the grand dinners she would be able to enjoy just for being herself and even though it wasn't a boon just yet so did she age slower than normal humans which would make her able to keep pretending to be younger than she were and keep at it for an extended period of time perhaps even long enough so that if she invest the gains wisely so would she be able to retire of the savings from it or at the very least be able to gain enough skills to be able to handle another career once she could no longer do this.

Quickly setting up a profile, carefully filling it in, adding carefully selected words, googling to check up tips and recommendations to get it all done as perfectly as possible. Then the real issue came, taking pictures they didn't reflect her correctly at all, sure this had been a great boon in her past but now it was actually becoming a downside. But then again humans are a clever species and had already come up with a solution to this, sure there were filters one could use but they would seem to false so instead turning to an old reliable friend of photoshop, a program that was easy to torrent and even though she couldn't do the most advanced tricks with it so was it no challenge to just use the various pics of herself in various poses and change the outfits around, change the hair color and hair style making her look quite appealing if she dared to say so herself. This should be good enough for a start but they could be better sure, an idea coming to her mind it would cost her a little but it would save her a lot of time in the end.
Posting up the pictures she currently had and adding into the header of her profile that she were a social chameleon, a master of disguise and whom always did her research on people she would meet to find the exact look that they would find the most appealing and that they wouldn't be able to deny that she had nailed it.
Ending the profile with that her grandest passion were locks, not just common locks but the rarer and more varied the better, collecting them was her hobby.

Looking over at the clock and noticing that this all had taken far less time than she had expected.
Hmm things really seem to be going quick lately, am I really this bad at examining time? Ohh well why complain it never hurts to get things done quickly, it leaves me with more time for other things.
Images of carnal desires flashing through her mind, shaking her head to clear it.
No things like exercising, studying and good things not that, damn! I hate the weekends.