Another day. Good morning, daga. We spent the night at our friend's house. Despite the fact we are wealthier now than we've ever been before, we still appreciate a good night out with our friends. A simple night out at a local club never fails to disappoint. Made out with a few people, you disappeared after you and that girl went to the restroom together, I want details. They called from the company to inform us that our incomes have been raised by two percents. Our business is growing even more. I'm proud of both of us. Haven't I told you? We're going to Paris next week! I'm having a runway show, and i've got you a seat in the first row! There are said to be many famous singers and models, even the ones that I know you're dying to meet. I'll just say 'she' was not born to die.
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Us at the airport, checking in for the trip to Paris.
This was hell of a short story, even though I wanted it to be longer, at least 5 chapters. My inspiration said not today, nor any other day. Enjoy and Happy New Year. Love, Daga.
You'll have an additional chapter where I'll put random pitctures of future us that we have to recreate.
