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I'm standing in the mirror looking over myself my hair is down I'm wearing a formal black long sleeved dress with a high slit on the right thigh along with black platform pumps I grab my black clutch and my phone and I leave out to my car and I get in and I put the address into my gps and I drive to the gallery I park and I grab my phone and clutch and I look at the time 10:35 I get out and make my way up to the tall building the door man says name? I say I am the Artist he says ah Ms. Auclaire I say indeed he steps aside and I go in and to the elevator and I go in and I press the button and it takes me up the doors open and I walk out and their's so many important people I find the owner and he looks ecstatic to see me he says hello Ms. Auclaire I say hello Mr..? He says Mr. Davies I shake his hand he says you have quite the talent we'd love more pieces I believe we could be long time business friends I say good to hear he says how about you go up and give a little speech and I'll take you around to meet people I say perfect and one of the servers comes with a tray I grab a glass of champagne and Mr. Davies helps me up to where all attention goes on me I say hello Everyone My name is Amélie Auclaire I have been painting for 7 years and I am the Artist of the seven pieces you see in front of you today half of which are oil paintings and the other half which are realism paintings I am glad that you could all make it and I hope that you all like my pieces thank you and they begin applauding and it makes me feel great he helps me down and he says you did great I say thank you he takes me around to meet multiple important people art lovers, critics etc. But their's this beautiful man that stands out from everyone else he's in a very expensive black suit with a white dress shirt black tie and shiny black dress shoes he's tall like 6'6 he looks to be in his mid to late 20's strong jawline well built he has a full beard it looks sexy on him his hair slicked back with a side part he has icy blue eyes tan skin tattoos on his hands that I assume lead up he has a dangerous look to him I sit at the bar and the bartender approaches me and he says what can I get you? I say I'll have a sex on the beach he says 17.50 and I hear a deep voice with a thick English accent beside me say I got it bring me a glass of scotch and the bartender looks scared he rushes to make the drinks I look to my right and it's the man I say I can buy my own drink you know he says Why buy your own drink when I can buy it for you? I say fair enough

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