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I let myself into Hannah’s apartment “Hunny I’m home!”

“Bathroom!” She yelled.

I made my way into her room to see makeup and hair products clustered everywhere, a few pairs of shoes, and her new dress on the floor.

The bathroom door opens and my friend comes out in a ratted shirt a range of clips stuck on her hair to hold curls in place. “Look what I got” She holds out a little bottle thing. “Blue nail polish?”

“Blue eyeliner,” she corrects “Electric blue to be exact, it’ll look epic with the look I’m planning for you, now lemme see those tickets” she ordered, and as I’d be expecting it I already had them in hand, I handed the envelope over.

“Your man is a magician oh my God it’s real!” she yelled “You’ll have to thank him for us”

I laughed “I know I know. I did”

She eyed me skeptically, “You said what? Thanks?”

I raised my eyebrows feeling lost, “what was I should I have said? Thank you, my lord?” I’d thank him earnestly, I was very grateful and I made sure he knew that