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Okay, so whatever, I should've known that there'd be some huge disaster in going to Buffy's birthday party. I mean, c'mon, Buffy. Please. But you know like I was bored with my muffin-cake in Romania... or is it Bulgaria? I can never keep up with all those -arias. There's sooooo many of them.
I don't know what happened, but we were at the party and I went poof. With Angel. Like, I totally don't believe that. We're in this place with huge buildings that are so tall we can walk around in the daytime. That's way neat and it wouldn't be so bad here, I guess. If I wasn't with Angel and he wasn't making me wear his coat. Which like, smells like hair gel. Ew.
And I don't think there's Prada here. What kind of future world doesn't have Prada? Like, ohmigod...
I don't know what happened, but we were at the party and I went poof. With Angel. Like, I totally don't believe that. We're in this place with huge buildings that are so tall we can walk around in the daytime. That's way neat and it wouldn't be so bad here, I guess. If I wasn't with Angel and he wasn't making me wear his coat. Which like, smells like hair gel. Ew.
And I don't think there's Prada here. What kind of future world doesn't have Prada? Like, ohmigod...