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Post by MEL IVETTE PARKER on Feb 26, 2013 2:24:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #af9390 solid; border-bottom: 10px #af9390 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 235 ( TAGGED ) BREE CONAL BRYNE ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Mel strolled into the shopping center, a playful smile dancing across her pale face. Hot red lipstick lined her lips and her were lit up with a sparkly brown eye shadow. Eyeliner lined the top eyelid ending in a bit of a cat eye, with mascara volumizing her eyelashes past their normal extent. She wore the face of a confident girl, and walked the floors like she was a model. The confidence was almost overwhelming, one you wanted to envy, but also one that you couldn't wait to hate. Mel looked intimidating, but on the inside she was nothing short of your new best friend.
Mel smiled as she bounced through the mall walking into one of her favorite stores, the infamous Bath and Body Works. Who couldn't love this store? She inhaled sharply as she stepped into the quaint little store and went around picking up a variety of different lotions and perfumes. She set down a certain icky smelling perfume and turned around, walking hastily to the other side of the store. She picked up a hand sanitizer and decided that was all she really needed from this store, for today. She paid for it quickly and turned around on her heel, ungracefully falling into a stranger and nearly falling on her face. "oh my gosh, I am sooo sorry!" Shame and embarrassment enveloped her voice, her cheeks flashing a bright cherry red. any and all notes can go here |
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