Mommy Amber
Mommy Amber
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She's complaining to Cheryl about something and her horrid brats, Josh, Zac and Mia when she hears the doorbell.
She walks through the messy living room, her flip flops slapping against floor. She stops before the hallway mirror to check her dyed blonde hair and adjust her low cut top. The doorbell rings again, more insistently.
Taking a deep drag of my cigarette, she holds her smile in place and opens the door.
Sorry, Cher, someone's at the door.She sighs, ending the call.
She walks through the messy living room, her flip flops slapping against floor. She stops before the hallway mirror to check her dyed blonde hair and adjust her low cut top. The doorbell rings again, more insistently.
Alright, calm down!
Taking a deep drag of my cigarette, she holds her smile in place and opens the door.