Imagine being Justine, with your sycophantic entourage and fawning media coverage. You think you are doing a great job and everyone loves you. No one ever tells you otherwise. Then reality punches you square in the face and you realise you might actually be on the bad side. No going back now though, you have promised some pretty scary people you'll do what you said you would do. I would kill myself if I was him, and do it on telly, with a shotgun.
Probably meeting with that Schwab guy
Picking up a new handler.
What a fucking pussy.
Imagine being Justine, with your sycophantic entourage and fawning media coverage. You think you are doing a great job and everyone loves you. No one ever tells you otherwise. Then reality punches you square in the face and you realise you might actually be on the bad side. No going back now though, you have promised some pretty scary people you'll do what you said you would do. I would kill myself if I was him, and do it on telly, with a shotgun.