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My character:
Name: Angela Gonzales
Age: 18
Height: 5'10"
Cup size: 32M
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Name: Angela Gonzales
Age: 18
Height: 5'10"
Cup size: 32M
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I actually had to sneak out of my place, can you believe that? My parents, devout Catholics like many Latin America immigrants, were so strict that sometimes I felt like...Rapunzel or something. If I were to tell them that I wanted to go to Mike's Pub - a new, recently opened nightclub here in New York City, they would have flipped - and by flipped, I mean they would have grounded me so bad, my friends would have felt it. It was so scary, opening my window at around 11 PM at night and climbing down from the overgrown tree in front of my bedroom. You know that I was scared of heights? I swear, for a moment there I thought that I was going to pass out and fall flat on my face. Now that would have been funny - well, for everyone else other than me.
Getting the nightclub was going to be a challenge in of itself! I mean, it's not like I lived right in Manhattan. Sure, I could maybe walk there...but it would take like four hours for my snail pace. I didn't have the money for a cab, so this meant I needed to take the subway. Yay. This meant that I'd most likely be late, so I decided to text my boyfriend, Billy:
Hey babe! I think I'll be able to get there in thirty minutes. Don't miss me too much!
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So, why was it so important for me to get to this stupid nightclub? As most eighteen year olds, I was going to college and like many high school seniors, this meant that I wasn't going to have my friends around. Being in an unfamiliar city, all alone, felt so scary - so, I went ahead and applied for a Sorority house. They were going to meet me at the club and see that I could follow through with their initiation process this year. I needed to get Rick West's belt.
Rick West, was the notorious pervert who goes around nightclubs and preys on college students. He apparently had a thing for busty women, which spelled trouble for me - I was an extremely busty eighteen year old. I mean, my boobs were probably bigger than my head, being a crazy 32M cup. Yes, I'm serious and no, I didn't stutter. Honestly, even with the loose blue varsity jersey I had on, you could tell that I had massive knockers...or just think that I was smuggling watermelons. Whatever...
So when I got there, my friends and boyfriend were having a great time near the entrance. Along with them, were Megan and Tally who immediately greeted me. We chatted for a bit, until we cut to the chase:
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"So, you ready Angela?"
"I-I guess." I answered nervously "Where is he?"
"Don't worry, he'll come to you!"
With a shove, Megan smiled and waved me off. I entered the crowded floor and walked towards the bar. I must have seemed so nervous...