I feel like I ought to hate this WAY more than I actually do.
I mean, it's midriff-baring lace bolero-top thingie. I should hate this with an intense and fiery power, a hatred so profound that, like, acid streams from beneath my fingernails and my hair bursts into flames. And yet my hair is not aflame. In fact, I almost....like it on her.
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