"I'd just like to inform you that I do not give a shit about what you want."
He rolls his eyes and turns to me. "I'd just like to inform you that you're a pain in the ass."
"Aw. You're too kind."
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Valentina Laskaris never expected much f...
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♫ Valentina ♫
I'VE NEVER BEEN to a party shop in my life.
I only had 2 birthday parties, but I never planned them or expected them, and I never planned Micah's either.
So you can imagine my surprise when I walked into the only party store in River Valley, which was more of a warehouse than a party store, and found every single thing I could imagine someone needing there.
It's not just party shit. It's rows upon rows of board games, card games, helium tanks, prize wheels, and so much fucking food.
I guess it could all pass for things needed for a party, but the section dedicated to sex toys and dick and tit-shaped objects made me rethink the types of parties I knew.
I hadn't been to many. I never got invited to any at school, and the one time I did was as a joke. The only one I had been to that wasn't a birthday was after I became a student at River Valley, and where Dallas and I raided the house.
But we had specifically gone out for Halloween costumes, and my lack of knowledge aided my incompetence of how far limits could be pushed in terms of outfits.
I wanted to go slutty, but simultaneously the most hideous costume ever.
Kaya wanted to go full slut though, but Charlotte wanted to stay a bit more modest.
Kaya suggested Hooters Girls, I suggested Alvin and the Chipmunks, and Charlotte suggested Winx Fairies.
It then changed to Power Puff Girls, Shrek, Puss in Boots and Donkey, and The Wizard of Oz characters.
We ended up settling for Monster High characters. Kaya was going to be Clawdeen, Charlotte was going to be Lagoona Blue and I was going to be Cleo De Nile.
And that's where why we ended up in the party store, looking for shit to dress up as our characters.
"Wait, what are we looking for again?" I ask, scanning my eyes over the fake knives and axes splattered with blood.
"Anything that could make us look like our girls. Like face paint, gems, glitter spray, jewellery, you get it." Kaya answers, ahead of Charlotte and I.
I look to my left and immediately see face paint. "The face paint is here," I tell them and they both come towards me.
I start to sort through the paints for what I'd need to do the face paint since I know I'm pretty fucking good at it and we all agreed I would do it while Kaya does the actual makeup.
I only knew how to do it because I had taken a job for face painting once when I was 14 for a birthday party because it paid $20 an hour and I spent the whole day before it learning how to paint and draw.
Even though I can't draw for shit now, I still remember the things I learnt and I can draw them pretty damn well.
If I have a reference photo with me when I'm drawing though, I can do it pretty well, but free-hand? My creativity flies out the window and I may as well have the coordination of a toddler.
