06. 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄?

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— I   WALKED   UP TO   ANGELA'S   HOUSE,  DRESS AND   SHOES   IN HAND

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— I WALKED UP TO ANGELA'S HOUSE, DRESS AND SHOES IN HAND

I gave the white wooden door a light knock. The door swung open to reveal a very dressed up and very excited Angela Shepard. She squeezed me in a tight hug, practically suffocating me from her excitement.

"Can't— breathe" I muttered into Angela's ear and she quickly let me out of her grasp, apologising profusely. I let out a large gasp of air, catching my breathe. "Someone's excited to see me I guess" I joked.

She grabbed my hand and led me inside, passing her brothers Tim and Curly on the way.

She sat down on her bed and looked at me with a glint in her eyes. She looked at me as if she were waiting for me to do some sort of trick. I looked at her confused and she pointed to my dress and shoes that were draped over my forearm.

"Go on! I wanna see!" She squealed and shoved me into her closet to get changed. When I walked out, she started clapping her hands like a 4 year old seeing a princess for the first time.

"Angela it's just a dress. It's nothing special. I look as average as every day" I laughed at her reaction and she nodded her head, an exaggerated shocked expression on her face, almost looking offended at what I had just said.

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