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Ah the day of the ball.

I AM PUMPED

Alright calm down.

I stayed over at the Russians today.

I have my very own room there.

And Elio is taking me to the ball.

I convinced Vladimir a while ago to make the ball as late as possible.
So 6pm.

It's currently 3:30pm and I'm still in bed. Elio will be here at 5:30pm and I need a lot of hours to get ready.

"ANDREI!" I shout, banging on the wall next to me which just so happens to be Andrei's room.

I hear some items clutter and shuffle before his door opens and his fat feet stomp to my room.

He storms into my room, gun raised, and scans around.

"What." He sighs, lowering the gun.

"I need to get up."

Rolling his eyes, he walks over to me and sticks his hands under the duvet, grabbing my ankles and dragging me of the bed.

That's one way to do it.

"Bitch." He grumbles, leaving my room.

I get up from off the floor and have a good morning stretch.

I follow my very extremely simple skin care routine which consists me washing my face, moisturising and putting on some SPF.

Makeup.

I have a strong love hate relationship with it.

You see when I'm doing my makeup for fun, it turns out flawless. But when I need to go somewhere, I look like a raccoon.

If I look like a raccoon today, I'm going to stab everything I see.

Only time will tell.

♕♕♕

An hour and a half later, I look.

I'll be honest.
I look kinda hot.

Okay I look very hot.