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But then again, I kept wondering while deleting my first impression of her. Her one-of-a-kind beauty even outshined when her face flushed red. I thought she would be using a mask as well. In that way, we could not see each other's faces. I see her now. And she wasn't ugly to my eyes. "Just keep your mask on, please." She requested, lifting the white blanket to her not-so-gifted breast. Well. I would not give a damn about whether her breasts were bulging or not. Several celebrities and models were not that gifted. What mattered to me was the ten thousand dollar payment.

The metallic click of the gun mechanism being primed felt like a physical strike against her spine. Julian stepped fully into the room, flanked by two heavy-set rogue warriors clad in scarred leather tactical gear. The oppressive, toxic weight of his alpha aura flooded the small space, sour and heavy with the scent of burning matches and rotting pine. It pressed down on Sera’s shoulders, demanding she bow, demanding she break.

A scientific and analytical blue Slayer like Sasha. “You’ve seen her,” she said, “haven’t you?” He nodded grimly. “On Star Festival Day, I wore my Type B Wani Academy uniform, which was comfortable and good for gym activities, minus the mask. My honmei choco and formal clothes for the dance were inside a rucksack slung on my shoulders.” Aki was suddenly gripped by a fond memory of Sasha that day in the Imperial Treasure Vault. She smiled at the wild, hysterical thought of him looking like a “ninja turtle”. She fought down the giggles because of Sasha’s currently somber face.

says Hala with a grin, and Tula smiles more. "Oh, Keito!" says Machiv, and standing up waves to a kid. I for a second think I'm looking at the back of his head, then realize that the kid in question has something similar to an opera mask on. He notices Machiv, and walking over I take in along with his bulky body the bandages covering most his face with the mask resting above it. "This is Keito," introduces Machiv, "he doesn't talk much. But he's my friend."

Eros threatened with a deep tone. "Touch a single hair on Keisha's body, I dare you," he added to his sentence as he menacingly glared at the man. "Who the fuck even are you?" Eros asked with a raised eyebrow and the man in front of him turned to his wife with a curious look. Keisha just shrugged at Daimon. "Ah, so you haven't told him," he concluded with a sigh. He stood up from the couch and walked to the desk. They're currently inside his office and when he reached his desk, he opened the locked drawer. He grabbed the fox mask that he always wore during his assassinations and threw it across the room toward Eros. He caught it mid-air and started inspecting it.

I am so going to slay the party! **************** "Oh my MoonGod,Tessa! Please hold my hand. I'm scared." I say, and Tessa holds my hand from my right. "Don't worry. You look amazing! I didn't imagine you would do such great work with your dress. If I was a guy, or a lesbian, then I would have fallen for you. Now, wear this mask." She pulls out a black, fancy mask with glitters on it. I'm glad that unlike others, this mask doesn't have a feather. I hate them!

Akshara got on her feet placed the cage near her bed and marched with much frustration to the crystal room with a reply to Ruko, "My destiny beholds nothing but a tragedy." Akshara passed Ruko with a frowning face while Ruko grabbed the hands of Akshara and mentioned, “Don’t forget to wear a mask…” Akshara asked through her tightly sealed teeth, “What’s that for?” Ruko has worn a smile on her face and replied, “It’s a masquerade party” ******

Zane continues before ending the call. I ran to my bike, opened the compartment behind and put on the leather jacket I kept inside just in case. I took out my mask, which is enough to cover my mouth and one of my eyes, leaving a hole for me to look. I drew a mouth and other designs on it to make it look cool and it's safe to say that I'm proud of it. If you've ever watched Tokyo Ghoul, you might have an idea or two. It looks just like kaneki's, but mine is better.

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.

Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck. Clenching her fist together, she forced a smile on her face before making her way towards the table. If she was in front of an enemy, she might as well find out exactly what was happening. “Hey girlfriend” a huge grin appeared on Melisa’s face as Rebecca walked to the table, “I am glad you could make it”