The Careless Woman walks out of her double-storey home, jiggling her car keys as she walks to her $3 million Mercedes Benz.
She unlocks her car, and sits in the driver's seat. She revs up her car's engine loudly before she swiftly drives off. She pasts her huge fountain, the crystal clear waters plunging into the expanse of similar aqua. She drives along her outstretched driveway, her Queen Of Night Tulips and Black Calla Lilies Cuddling close to the driveway, and exits her $250 million home in Australia.
She first drives to a cloth store. She drives to Oscar De La Ranta, her favourite clothing store, as it has expensive, good quality clothes.
Many minutes later, she arrives, a small place by a roadway, a small, but heavenly place. She enters the clothing store, looking rich, and classy. And the attendants automatically recognise the familiar regular despite the wide hat she wears.
A female attendant approaches Blair, putting on an elegant smile, as she wears a classy uniform.
"Would you like the usual whiskey, Ms. Livingston?" Ask the attendant, sounding calm and soothing.
"Yes," Blair replies, also sounding quite elegant, "You know the usual."
The attendant offers Blair a refreshment of whiskey in a tall champagne glass. Blair takes it and takes a small sip and proceeds to look for some quality clothes.
"Would you like me to show you our most divine clothing?" Asks another attendant, her bright red lipstick catching Blairs attention.
"Hm, sounds interesting, I'm delighted." Blair approves, as the attendant leads her to a small, separate room, with bright, golden lights and quality white surroundings.
A black curtain hides the exquisite clothing from the rest. The attendant reveals what's within the black curtain. Three delicate dresses are shown. One medium-length dress, strapless and a thunder grey colour, with gorgeous black flowers and spots blooming off it. Another white silk jumpsuit with gold, glittery patterns on its long, trumpet sleeves. And the last one, a midnight coloured, long-length dress, with gold constellation patterns embroidered on it, and to finalise it, a similar, midnight coloured evening glove, which is worn up to an individual's upper arm.
"Hmm, fascinating..." Says Blair, walking around each dress with her hand stroking her chin, "I'll take one of each please.
Blair walks to the front counter, her shoes making a satisfying tapping sound each time it hits the ground. Blair finishes her whiskey and returns it to the attendant, while the attendant adds up the total of Blairs purchase.
"That comes to a total of $34,000." Says the lady.
"Seems like a lot for three clothes," Replies Blair, "Oh well, I can deal with that."
Blair finalises her payment with her card, and tells the attendants to carry each carry one dress to her car, and place it gently at the back of her trunk.
Blair sits in the driver's seat, while the three attendants carefully place each clothing at the back of the car, with no wrinkle or crease in the dress.
And with that Blair quickly drives off, eager to find a close coffee shop to get her daily dose of caffeine. She arrives at Reuben Hills-a famous and upper-class coffee shop.
She enters the building and lines up, it takes a little while for her to finally order her drink.
A young man, probably in her late 20s, with black hair and a serious face serves her.
"How may I help you today?" He says, his voice low and tempting.
"Just a Medium Iced Americano please." Replies Blair, a bit intimidated by the man's looks.
Blair quickly pays up, and includes a tip with her order. She starts to smile, lightly.
"I gave you a tip because I want you to smile..." Says Blair, also smiling as she speaks her word.
The man looks confused and startles, "Are you flirting with me?" He says.
Blair chuckles, "No, I actually want you to smile, it's kind of intimidating me, I hate it." She says, lowering her voice as she speaks, until she just mumbles.
The man's expression stays serious.
"Well, a tip doesn't make me want to smile." The man says, staring into Blairs eyes.
"Then what does?" Blair asks, curiosity filling her mind.
"Happiness."
And that's when he and the girl both locked eyes.
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Twice Beyond A Time
FantasyAfter an unmotivated, careless author starts to write her first book in many years. A man shows up in her life. He stirs her life up, causing dissaray and a chaotic friendship. The man motivates the woman to write her first book as an author, basing...
