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A Messed Up Interview
We soon finished up, and the woman led me to a separate dressing room to change my dress. I liked the dress I was wearing enough, and I liked that it fit Gray's, but apparently, the interviewer was wearing red too, and it could look bad. I mean, she could have totally changed, but Gray held my hand, and I sighed, letting it go. There were a series of dresses, and my eyes fell on a royal blue dress, one that had a cut that was close to the red dress I had been wearing, but slightly longer sleeves and a high neck. It was beautiful, and it fit when I wore it. It worked well with my shoes too, so I didn't have to look for a shoe either. Gray was outside when I finished dressing, and once the woman was done touching up my hair, I walked out to Gray. His eyes lit up the moment he saw me, and
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