"A young woman was standing in the doorway, a woman of such breathtaking beauty that the room seemed to have become strangely airless. She was tall and willowy with long blonde hair and appeared to emanate a faint, silvery glow. To complete this vision of perfection, she was carrying a heavily laden breakfast tray."
That's the kind of person I like, with food in their hands. "I don't go looking for trouble, trouble usually finds me!"
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*Confused crying*
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