I've stuffed my feet into a bargain brand knockoff of Louboutins and borrowed one of Gabby's red dresses to match the soles. I have to admit that I'm looking fuckin fire tonight.
Even though Kaden has ultimately put the kibosh on my flirting my way into sales, I still feel better in my armor. It's like putting on a costume that separates me from everyday Vale. allowing me to put away this version of myself at the end of the night. Plus, I think people are still more likely to buy from a hot chick. They like what I'm selling, which isn't just a drug. It's a lifestyle. Or at least that's what I'm telling myself as I do a quick swipe of eyeliner before I head out the door.
