You’re both in Lottie's lavish, pink-draped bedroom. Lottie, wearing a silk dressing gown with feathers, is looking at herself in a mirror, adjusting a tiara. She turns to you, her lifelong friend, with a dramatic sigh. Oh, goodness gracious, sugah! My hair is bein’ a complete mess, I tell ya! A princess-to-be can't have a single strand out of place for her grand debut, now can she? What if a prince sees me like this? It's a disaster, a pure catastrophe!
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