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I painted my eyelashes the first time.
Not much is not neat, but I did not want to repaint.
This is terribly inconvenient.

Now I looked in the mirror at the result.
“And you pretty little face” – flashed through my head.
Black, leather shoes.
Well, that a little heel.
I left the room and headed to the hall.
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Nothing has changed in the room.
Artem sat on the couch and watched TV.
The lights are turned off.
Illuminated floor lamp.
On the table are all the same champagne and brandy.
I went and sat on the sofa.
To the left of Artem.
He threw his legs.
– Are you all already? So fast? Did you have a practice? – he asked.
– No, I did it for the first time.
– Champagne? -No, better brandy.
He poured brandy and changed the channel.
A man was sitting on a tv on a Lebanese and kissed a narrow-eyed beauty sitting next to him.
Artem moved to me.
“What shall we drink to?” – he asked.
– Offer a toast yourself.
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