"They're somehow so fantastic, arent they?....Princes" my friend told me
"i guess...."
"of course , we'll never meet one in real life. not a couple of office workers like us!" she said again "But maybe it's not too late for us...."
"hm? what's bothering you?" she asked me, noticing my lack of enthusiasm
"o-OH! Sorry...." me " the truth is.... when you were away, i got a phone call from that start-up. A rejection call."
"did you? Oh, im sorry, swetie" she told "and here i was babbling on about princes and nonesense..."
"no , no , It's fine! Im fine. Its not the end of the world or anything"
"That's right!, But i Do hope that you'll be able to find something...Im sure the perfect job is out there somewhere, and also the perfect prince" She said
"".......HUh?" i asked
"Your very own prince, silly" My friend " Your head has been full of work, jobs and companies that you seem to forgotten all about romance!"
"i guess I have..."
It was true that I'd been so consumed by my job search that i had been putting off any thoughts of love.
"well, Im always here for you!I hope that you'll get that -- What was it? Youre "impossible dream"?" she told to me
"thanks , i hope so too!"
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"Im home..."
I was on my way to the second floor when the door to the living room opened.
"Do you want some dinner?" my mom said
"not today thanks, " I replied
" Its not like you to pass up on a free meal. Are you feeling okay?" she asked me worriedly
" I just don't seem to have much appetite"
I started back up the stairs when my mother came after me, carrying an envelope
"this come for you in the mail today" mom "isnt that a foreign stamp?"
my mom peered curiously at the strange postmark.
I stepped back down from the stair andlooked at the envelope. It was from Jean Pierre.
My Heart leapt for a moment when i saw that familiar logo.
What am i thinking? There is no way it could be an acceptance...A big famous like this would never...
i handed the envelope back to my mother .
"you opened it" me" I already know what it must say"
That ma be said, but the envelope was shaking slighty in my hand.
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Be My Princess <3
Fanfictionthis is not my own story its based on the game Be my Princess for gree ^w^ hope you like the story of it <3
