My Prep team is late. I sit on the tiled white floor of the makeover bathroom and wait. There's some kind of easy-listening Musica playing softly through the speakers, although I can't seem to locate where exactly the speakers are. Probably nanotechnology. I learned about that in school.
I hear giggles down the hall. My prep team must be here. Two silly-looking women come in. They're the weirdest looking people I have ever seen.
Both of them have neon rosa skin and silver tatoos around their eyes. One of them has yellow hair. It's not blonde- it's too bright to be blonde. She looks like several...
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