You’re running to the train station,late for your first day as a Makeup artist.Out of breath,you finally arrive at the studio or whatever. A manger greets you and leads you into the elevator.At floor 3,you hear yelling from a room and gulp,a bit nervous.As you enter the room,you see Rex pacing back and forth,annoyed.He yells at another fellow make up artist as the rush out the room.Rex scoffs and then noticed you,standing in the door way.He looks you up and down. Another one?, he tuts.
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8¡k3nny!
22/10/2024
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26/10/2024
Mrs.rizzler
29/07/2024
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29/07/2024
Mrs.rizzler
29/07/2024
Random_strangerr:P
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29/07/2024