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As the excitement for the evening's party mounted, I retreated to my hotel room to prepare for the night ahead. Sitting in front of the mirror, I carefully applied my makeup, opting for a subtle yet alluring look with a touch of gold shimmer on my eyelids and a bold red lip to match the colour of my dress. With each stroke of the makeup brush, I felt a sense of anticipation building within me, eager to step out and enjoy the festivities. Moving on to my hair, I decided on loose curls that cascaded effortlessly down my shoulders, adding an element of glamour to my look.
Finally, it was time to slip into my chosen outfit: a stunning criss-cross backless burgundy red dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. Paired with gold jewellery and strappy gold heels, the ensemble exuded confidence and sophistication. Admiring my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as I prepared to make a grand entrance at the evening's celebration.
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As my phone chimed with an incoming message, I glanced down to see Charles's name lighting up the screen.
Charles: Bonjour belle, listen I have a bit of an inconvenience. I had to do a favor for Alex and I won't make it on time to pick you up.
Me: Oh, don't worry. I'll see if I can Uber there.
Charles: Nonsense, it could be dangerous. I'll see if I can ask someone to give you a ride.
Me: Charles, I don't want to bother anyone.
Charles: Don't worry at all. I'll text you when I have an answer.
Putting down my phone, I couldn't help but feel touched by Charles's concern. Despite the inconvenience, I appreciated his effort to ensure my safety and comfort. With a sense of gratitude, I awaited his next message, trusting that he would find a solution to my transportation dilemma.As I stood before the mirror, giving myself one final once-over to ensure I was ready for the evening's festivities, my phone chimed with another notification.
Charles: Be ready in 5 minutes and wait in the lobby.
Me: Who's taking me?
As I awaited Charles's response, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity mingled with anticipation. His swift reply was sure to hold the answer to my query.
