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I had spent a whole day at the mall shopping for a dress but didn't find the one. I was looking for something that said "this is what you missed out on", something that would leave "his" mouth hanging. On the way home I started thinking about what he would wear...

Would he wear just a tuxedo but no dress shirt under and nice dress pants trying to look hotter than he already is or would he go for a less playboy look and wear a tight dress shirt with a nice jacket over it with matching tight pants.  I honestly think of the wildest things. Either way he would look hot. Once I got home I told my mom about how I didn't find a dress for the dance. She quickly got up and went downstairs to the basement storage room and came up with a superstore bag so I wasn't surprised but when she opened it I couldn't believe my eyes. It was beautiful, the red dress that draped behind  me in a wave of a rich red fabric that shone when it met the light. The top part of the dress was perfect to it didn't have any annoying straps but it did have a beautiful design. I couldn't wait till the dance the next day

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