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- Votes 7
- Parts 2
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jul 12, 2013
The familiar stench of vomit found its way into her nose as she sits next to the toilet basin. With drowsy eyes, she looks towards the wall, where she sees the stunningly gorgeous models modelling bikinis. Her hand shaking, she retraces the words onto the paper. '' MUST LOOK LIKE THIS'' With an arrow pointing to the photographs below, before throwing up whatever food was left in her.All Rights Reserved
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