I slept like the dead and now I'm wide awake! GAH!
24.
"Mia, it's Sunday. What are we doing at your office?"
After last night, Mia decided to crash on my couch. I woke up early when I heard my best friend throwing up in the bathroom. She only drank like five glasses of wine, but she was sick like she'd had the whole bottle and then some.
I, on the other hand, felt like nothing happened. Not even a freaking headache. I guessed my liver was pretty kick ass and since I didn't drink more than four glasses, it was giving me a free hangover day in return.
"We are gonna finish with your makeover there. You'll see."
I knew Mia worked at a fashion magazine, and I had watched 'The Devil Wears Prada' way too many times to know about the closets full with clothes they had in there.
"I'm not taking free clothes."
Mia scoffed, "No offense, Rose, but the clothes we have there are for anorexic models. You have the curves women pay thousands of dollars to have. No, we're not going to the closet; there is something else for you there."
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