Rhinestone's Hell

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"Paragon. That was so tiring." Rhinestone said, sitting in a futuristic lounge chair. "Pearls, when's the next show?" She glared at the Pearls menacingly. "A few hours, your Elegance." One of them replies. "UGH. Bring me some jeremejevite flowers." She waves her hand at the Pearls, telling them to get to it. When they came back with the flowers, Rhinestone started stuffing her face with them. "How is this what my life's come to?" All but one of the pearls scattered, getting ready for the next party. The odd one out smiled awkwardly, feeling a sort of pity for the gem. "Uhm, maybe you should take a break. You've been performing for the last few years straight." Rhinestone stared at her, offended. "I don't need your advice, Pearl. Go get ready with the others." The nervous servant nodded, running to another one of the Pearls to help out.


Note: I'm sick right now so there will be more time in between chapters and things may run slower. 

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