With the town council’s official blessing, the wealthy internet stars completely took over the docks. Arthur tried his best to politely work around them, but they aggressively treated him like an unpaid, inconvenient movie prop. They constantly filmed him without his permission, capturing his weathered face and stained overalls to add gritty “authenticity” to their highly curated social media feeds.
One afternoon, a particularly arrogant influencer casually leaned against Arthur’s freshly painted hull, scuffing it with her expensive designer boots while demanding her boyfriend take a dozen photos. When Arthur politely asked her to step away from his active workspace so he could unload his heavy equipment, she dramatically rolled her eyes.
She scoffed loudly, complaining to her thousands of live viewers about the “rude, ungrateful locals” who were completely ruining her aesthetic vacation vibe. Arthur’s blood was absolutely boiling beneath his calm, stoic exterior. He felt completely powerless, a relic of a forgotten era being casually discarded.
He needed a brilliant strategy to reclaim his home, and he needed it incredibly fast.