Bullseye
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My name is Kara Ford. I'm a Target employee. I know, I am livin' the life... And in case you couldn't tell from that heaping dose of sarcasm, no, it is definitely not my goal to stay at Target forever. In fact, I want to be a famous musician so badly, it's probably classified as unhealthy. And just when I thought my job at Target was bad enough, I had to stumble into stupid popstar One-Direction-wanna-be Miles Grey, God I can't stand that guy. His music is faker than him. To top it all off, not only did I have to put up with him for 8 hours while we were locked in a closet, he decided it would be fun to force me into his life as well... Why is it that I always find myself in situations that are unavoidably tragic (not to mention annoying...)?
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