It was a particularly windy day which was truly annoying because my hair kept doing this frizzy thing that only seems to happen when I come to this very ugly place you humans call home.
But anyway, I was here for a mission or whatever and I planned to get in and get out quickly so I can go back to my place high in the heavens and stay there. I cringed as soon as I windowed to the room of my subject.
"Ugly wallpaper, ugly mattress.." I muttered as I walked through the dump, my subject, calls her room.
"Damn I still got it," I said as I fixed my hair in front of a closet mirror.
What happened next was not my fault as the door open and the subject of my mission walked in, a towel wrapped around her dull, wet skin.
"What the f-!" She screamed in fear and confusion.
Pause.
I should probably start from the beginning. My name is Adaline and that naked girl you met is Emily.
My mission.
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