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                       February 28th, 1984

Ariana

"Ariana, the limousine is already outside. We're gonna be late!" I hear Michael's impatient voice shout from the bottom of the stairs.

"Just one more minute!"

He sighs loudly and I can hear his heavy footsteps walk further away.

I quickly slip the white faux fur coat on and pop a piece of gum into my mouth.

"Ready!" I announce as I hurry down the staircase.

"Finally, you-" Michael's eyes bulge out of their sockets and his jaw drops slightly.

I blush at his reaction and continue my steps down the stairs, feeling like a princess.

"You look...absolutely stunning." He says.

"You don't look so bad yourself, handsome

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"You don't look so bad yourself, handsome." I stand up on my tip toes and kiss him gently.

Even though I'm in heels, Michael is still much taller than me

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Even though I'm in heels, Michael is still much taller than me.

"Let's get this show on the road." He declares.

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"Ariana, Michael! So nice to see ya." Quincy says while leaning over to kiss my cheek.

"You too. It's been so long." I tell him.

"Too long." He states, fiddling with his blazer.

"So, Mike. Are you nervous about tonight?" Quincy asks Michael.

"Nervous? Not really. More so excited. I really think we have this one in the bag." My boyfriend answers, tight grasp around my hand.

"Me too."

We talk for a little while longer until we part ways.

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