 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
The almost-twenty year old, Tammy Wood, ran a hand through her freshly cut hair, and sighed at it's length. Okay, so it was in curls, but it still wasn't longer than her shoulders in curls, and that wasn't fun. Silly chewing gum getting stuck in her hair. Gah, children were so annoying, and so she was not babysitting her assistant's daughter again. No way.
Dateless. That was what she was. She wasn't one hundred percent sure if her own BOYFRIEND was coming, but that was probably her own fault for ignoring his calls recently. Whooops. Being a business woman was SO cool, and timetaking.
So, stood there in her dress, and a pair of shoes from her latest collection [shameless plugging, ey? XD], Tammy wasn't much surprised to see she was still shorter than most of the people here, even in her four inch heels. Being four foot 10 without heels, really did have it's disadvantages. Maaaaan.
Rolling her eyes, after realising she had been standing still for more then twenty seconds, and she looked like a dipstick, she headed forward, deciding to catch Torin the Recieving Line. Her Princess was NOT getting away from her.
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