-wakeupnfuck- Viola Bailey- Apolonia Lapiedra -... -

The three women looked at each other. The city hummed below, indifferent. The camera lenses hidden in the smoke detectors, the paintings, the potted fiddle-leaf figs, all blinked a silent, red .

Bailey, who confessed she was a former stuntwoman now running a tiny YouTube channel about urban exploration, looked less scared and more intrigued. “It’s a game. An immersive show. We’re the cast.” -WakeUpNFuck- Viola Bailey- Apolonia Lapiedra -...

“Alright,” Viola said, picking up her card and a nearby bottle of rare truffle oil. “If they want a lifestyle spectacle, let’s give them a meal they’ll never forget. Bailey, you’ve got the lock. Apolonia, don’t make my schedule too hellish.” The three women looked at each other

And in that penthouse, suspended above an unknown city, three strangers stopped being contestants and started being collaborators. The first episode of had just begun—and the world was already refreshing its feed. Bailey, who confessed she was a former stuntwoman

“Who are you?” the redhead demanded. “And why do I have ‘#WakeUpN’ written on my arm in permanent marker?”

Apolonia raised an eyebrow. “No promises. Entertainment first.”