Fate, please.

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Khloe Rrrrriiiiiinnnngggg!!!! I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock that blared through the walls of my bedroom. I groaned as I pressed the stop button. The sunlight crept through curtains on the windows of my penthouse, making me squint my eyes and lay on my stomach. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt my head throbbed in pain. Hungover. The night after the exhibit, we celebrated the success of my Love and Nature fashion exhibit of Khloe Sophistique by partying at the bar. It was what my team wanted to do, so I had no choice but to grant their wish. Besides, we deserved to have fun and celebrate. We did great. They did great. I did great. I was so grateful for them. The exhibit wouldn't be successful without them. Since Khloe Sophistique had been established, which was t

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