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

Apolonia’s card read: Design the weekly schedule for your co-stars. Balance wellness, conflict, and desire. Make it entertaining.

“I’m a food blogger,” Viola said, her voice tight. “I review ramen joints. Not… this.”

Viola and the redhead—who introduced herself as Bailey, just Bailey—joined her at the window. The city below was pristine. Gleaming towers, lush vertical gardens, and streets filled with silent, electric vehicles. On the side of the opposite building, a massive digital billboard cycled through three images: their faces.

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

That’s when the first door slid open silently, revealing a long table set for three. On each plate was a single card. Apolonia’s card read: Design the weekly schedule for

Before she could answer, a third voice, dry as a martini and laced with a Spanish accent, cut through the morning haze. “Because, chicas, we’re not here by accident.”

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.

Apolonia Lapiedra stood by the espresso machine, already dressed in crisp white linen trousers and a black sleeveless top. She looked like she’d stepped out of a minimalist architecture digest, not a bed. She held up her own wrist, displaying the same mark. “I’m a food blogger,” Viola said, her voice tight

Then, the scream.

Viola’s card read: Choose your signature recipe. The audience will rate it. The loser cleans the infinity pool. By hand.

It wasn't a terrified scream. More of a startled, indignant yelp.

APOLONIA LAPIEDRA: THE ARCHITECT. #WakeUpN: THE EXPERIENCE.