May 5, 2017 16:16:33 GMT -5
Post by DOLLIE on May 5, 2017 16:16:33 GMT -5
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my thunder's going
just shakin' from my hips
Dollie was standing by herself, letting out an annoyed sigh. Today, there was an event; a soulmate ball, to be precise. And she had not a friend, nor a date, to bring to this... delightful event. So that meant she was put in that pile of singles, and would be assigned a random partner. Now in her experience, it could go several ways. It could be good, and that would let her keep her sanity. Or, it could be as usual, and either have some ass that thinks she's eye candy. And even more terrible, she could instead get some disgusting creep of some kind.
The latter was far more common then one would think. Particularly with people she met in real life. But that was just her thinking of the worst case possible in order to not have high expectations. It would work in her favour because if she thought she was going to have a bad time, then she wouldn't. Simple as that really. Dollie is particularly adept at doing this kind of thing actually. She often makes a decision to do something a certain way, but at the same time isn't actually aware of the decision because if she knew about it it wouldn't work. It just comes with the touch of a naturally born manipulator - deceiving yourself first helps to deceive others.
Her index finger end up winding a strand of hair around it, as she was waiting. The notification that she had been partnered with a date showed up. With a tap, it was out of her way, and she had let go of the strand, leaving it curled on her shoulder. 'Showtime.' she thought, lifting her head. Soon, the person that was given to her would arrive, and then they could get this show on the road.
'So long as they aren't unbearable.' she thinks.
The latter was far more common then one would think. Particularly with people she met in real life. But that was just her thinking of the worst case possible in order to not have high expectations. It would work in her favour because if she thought she was going to have a bad time, then she wouldn't. Simple as that really. Dollie is particularly adept at doing this kind of thing actually. She often makes a decision to do something a certain way, but at the same time isn't actually aware of the decision because if she knew about it it wouldn't work. It just comes with the touch of a naturally born manipulator - deceiving yourself first helps to deceive others.
Her index finger end up winding a strand of hair around it, as she was waiting. The notification that she had been partnered with a date showed up. With a tap, it was out of her way, and she had let go of the strand, leaving it curled on her shoulder. 'Showtime.' she thought, lifting her head. Soon, the person that was given to her would arrive, and then they could get this show on the road.
'So long as they aren't unbearable.' she thinks.
