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"Today is the day..." My mumbles trailed off into space as my mind was more focused on tying up my shoe laces. Once my shoes were laced, I stood up from my chair, aimlessly staring around the room as if I was searching for something long gone. "Wait.. What is today..?" Damn my forgetful mind. My icy cold eyes scanned over to the note on my desk.
'Don't forget Elton's birthday party! Masquerade themed..Mask and present are on the table to your left.'
I glanced over to my left. "Ah..! How could I forget that? Thank you past me..!" My deep voice rung out in a joyous tone. Dress shoes clinked against the floor as I made my way over to my oak wood desk, grabbing my needed items before making my way out of the room. "I am such a forgetful lad..Ahah.. Now--.. To the Ballroom!" I paused "Err..Where would that be now..?"
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