Going out.

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                  Luke came home around six.  When I heard the door slam I had just finished my hair. (Shown above) It took forever. I ran down the stairs and explained.

"Hey Luke! I''m sorry to ambush you, but I orginized a date with us and my brother. He wants to meet you. It's at 8. So...yeah..."

"Wait your brother?" He asked

I nodded. "Oh my god! What if he hates me? What if he doesn't want me to date you? OMG! OMG! What should I wear? I have nothing! Absolutley nothing! Jesus christ! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Sorry!" I giggled. 

He grabbed my shoulders and shook me playfully, "What the hell?" 

I laughed. "While you have your mental breakdown I'm gonna get dressed. K? Bye Luke." I went upstairs. I had to get my makeup done and get dressed easy.

I finished my makeup with a sigh. 

And then I got dressed

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And then I got dressed. 

 

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