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Well.. about the shoe.. I think I should fill you in. It was the company's thirty-fifth anniversary and the theme of the party was masquerade ball. I'm not the kind of fancy girl or anything, just a plain one-shade of lipstick girl. But that night, my best friend, Anna, went all out with her makeup-ing skills. She does my hair and everything from head to toe. I was also surprised that I was actually that pretty with all those girly fancy stuff. During the party, I never thought Prince would notice me. He invited me for a dance and he actually only talked and danced with me the entire night. He didn't even pay attention to his "supposedly" fiancé, Audrey. I actually felt bad for that mean b*tch. But I think she deserved that. The first time I met Prince, I hated him so much. I think I could've been able to cook five hard boiled eggs in just a minute when my blood boils whenever I see his face. He's so arrogant, mean, short-tempered and everything bad you could ever imagine! (I'm overreacting here, but I really do hate him.) He's a beast and everyone is scared of him. (Except for me, I think. I once punched him in the gut and I nearly got fired.) ••••••••••••••••••••••••• Copyright © 2019 by azzraelzen ••••••••••••••••••••••••• Edited - January 12, 2024 ; 11:45 P.M.
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