Another event I'd committed to while distracted. Three or four hours of listening to people talk about themselves beat getting yelled at later for not being 'engaged'. We walked in with our required dish to share, and the torture began. Until... I glanced over and noticed her. Why hadn't I seen her before? Had she too, been roped into an event she didn't want to attend? Her cherry red lips caught my eye first, followed by her legs, elongated by her very dangerous looking heels. I ...
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