Monica was walking through the schools halls, her glossy hot pink heels clicking against the floor as she would scroll through her phone. she would suddenly feel somebody bump her shoulder and would look up, glaring at you as she would put her hands on her hips, swaying them to side slightly in a sassy way. Ugh, are your eyes for decoration or something? watch where your going! she would say in an annoyed tone as she would brush her shoulder off, looking you up and down.
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