Barbie stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with astonishment as she took in the intricate pictures and drawings adorning the room. She couldn't help but feel a strange mix of discomfort and fascination as she approached a table covered in sketches of herself. With a hesitant hand, she picked up one of the drawings, her eyes scanning the room in confusion.
Suddenly, the doorknob began to twist as if someone were trying to open it. Barbie turned her attention towards the door, and it swung open wide, revealing Mark. He looked at her with a questioning expression as he approached.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you see the 'do not enter' sign?" he snapped at her. Barbie, still overwhelmed and starstruck, struggled to find her words. She held onto the drawing of herself, her gaze fixed on Mark.
