Yasmine downed the last bit of Whisky from the bottle, "ah Noooo I've ran out" she sighed, that would be the last of her happiness for the day.
Ever since she was forced to leave home and become a farmer at the age of 14 Yasmin didn't feel as if she could really fit in with the world.
She still went to school with her good friends and listened to suck beats but she never felt herself.
She stared intently at the now empty bottle of dreams and let out a deep sob.
"What am I gonna do now!" She started to cry delicate tears of injustice.
The salty beads slipped from her eye sockets onto the bottle that now laid limp at her feet.
A dark orange orb floated out of the bottle and hovered in front of Yasmin's face.
"What the fuck is that" Yasmin screamed even though she was the only person in Waterloo park.
"You mean who is that mystical sexy man?" The orb jiggled a little.
"I see no man" Yasmin raised an eyebrow at the wiggling orb.
"I am man!" The orb suddenly pulsated and music flared from the trees surrounding Yasmin.
"Is that my Jam?!" Yasmin leaped into the air, happiness filled her lungs and she suddenly felt at peace as "were no strangers to lovvve" echoed across the field.
Yasmin was so at peace in that moment she didn't realise the orb had morphed into her all time favourite man ( apart from Oskar ) and before her stood the one and only Rick Astley.
"RICKY? IS THAT YOU?!" Yasmin nearly fainted at the sight of him.
"Yes Yazzy It's me and Im never gonna give you up!"
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When Yasmin met Rick
FanfictionYasmin didn't know who she was until she found her genie in a bottle of vodka, he called himself Rick, Rick Astley.
