I beat my face to the gods, straighten my hair and curl my bangs a bit so they don't look so flat, i put on tight black dress that hug my curves perfectly and pushes out my best assets. I smile as I look at myself in the mirrior. Naz walks in with her hair already curled, a red skirt and a red corset with thigh high boots.
Mileena's outfit^
Naz walks up to me and pushes a piece of hair behind my hair as she examines me. "Perfect" she says with a smile. I smile back as we grab our purses and head out.
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Fanfiction"I hate you" I hiss, my voice thick with emotion. "I hate you too, baby," he replies, his fingers diving under my shirt. "But that's why this is gonna be so fucking good."