"What's your name, little one?"
"Rosy."
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Rosy is a small girl with a big heart.
She loves all things pink, has a soft spot for stuffies, and finds the good in even the worst people.
When she meets Ares, she instantly becomes his, as much as...
"Babe! I just saw the CUTEST guy, and when I say cutest, I mean the cutest! He's tall, blonde hair, pretty blue eyes-"
I giggle at my best friends antics, Emma, my childhood best friend and "wife 4 life" as she puts it, took me to a night club with her for her birthday. Although I'm not the hugest party-person, I always try to be supportive of my bestie.
"Oh my gosh, I'm not crushing am I??!"
I grin and pat her hand sympathetically.
"There's worse things in life than a crush. You know, I bet if you went over and talked to him, he might become more."
I say, giving her my best winky face.
"I don't know babe, he's way out of my league." She says, slightly shifting her stance.
"Oh no! You know that's not true! You're the most beautiful girl I have ever met! You're pretty long blond hair, you're green eyes, oh and those long lashes! Girl you are nothing short of perfection! Go over to him and uh.. what do they call that.."
"Swoon him?"
"Yes that!" I clap my hands, excitedly.
"Ugh, you're the best. I don't know how I got such an amazing best friend like you. Okay, I'll do it."
I blush at her sincere words.
"Ok, wish me luck!"
I wave her off with a smile and watch as she struts away.
Her long legs and flowy hair give off the illusion of an angel, her satin white dress complimenting her emerald eyes.
Gosh, how I'd kill to look like that.
I'm shorter, curvier, with mid length brown wavy hair, and darkish blue eyes.
Me and her are stark contrasts.
But, I think it's pretty cool!
I mean we're like a duo, different but the same.
She has tanner skin.
Mine if fairer.
She has glass skin.
I have freckles.
She has a sculpted face.
I have chubby cheeks.
But I've learned to love how I look, with the help of her.
I walk over to the bar and take a seat, pulling down my pink satin dress as it rides up on my thighs.
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*what I pictured !!*
I just paired it with some white, thin tights with little pink bows, and some white flats.
The bartender walks over to me and leans his forearms against the bar and leans forward slightly.
