No flaming, I'll hate you! And Floor isn't mary-sue! She's emo!
She looked at the parchment that McGonagull had put up. There was going to be a ball in 10 days, it read. Floor tucked a long blond hair behind her ear, that had managed to escape and blinked her greenish beautiful eyes. A bal? But she had no dress! And no date!
She turned around and got her money.
"Were are you going?" Marya asked, she was her best friend.
"To town, I've gotta have a dress for the ball!" Floor answered. Marya nodded and stood up.
"I'll go with you! I don't have anything to wear either."
The two girls went to the city and searched all the shops. Marya found a nice looking dress. It was from the most delicate fabric and matched her skin colour perfectly. Marya was from Spain and had brown olive coloured skin. The purple of the dress looked so good, as if it was made for her. So she bought it.
This still left Floor without anything to wear, and she just couldn't let Marya go to a ball when she had to stay out, so they decided to hurry up, before the shops closed. Unfortunately they had no luck and the shops did close. Just when Floor had found the perfect dress in the windows of a shop.
It was black, her favourite colour. Everything about it was perfect.
"Fucking shop!" She cursed, looking at the closed sign as if it was the devil itself. "I'm just going to ignore that sign." She said.
"You mean, steal?" Marya asked.
"Duh, this is way to important." She replied and kicked in the window and…
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