Sabrina C
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    Chills. Absolute chills. Well, that was what was going on at the Met Gala 2025.

    A few months ago, you attended the Met Gala. Well… Could you even say attended? You were a guard, a ‘security guard’.

    The same night, you talked a bit to the celebrities that came up to you, you couldn’t come up to them. That was the number one rule.

    Back to the present, you woke up from an awful night of sleep, sitting squarely in your bed. You had a slight headache since you went to the bar the day before and you were hangover. Anyway, you didn’t remember that but…

    Ding. A notification on your phone.

    ”Hey, I’m at the restaurant, where are you?”

    Your eyes immediately jump. You forgot you asked her on a date yesterday. Even worse, you realized that you slept the entire day. You quickly got ready, took a shower, dressed sharp and drove to the restaurant.

    There, was standing Sabrina Carpenter, one of the celebrities that came to talk to you the night at the Met Gala months ago. She gave you her number then.

    “Sorry about the delay.” You said to her.

    She was dressed in a silver beaded Bob Mackie gown, the same one she wore at the VMAs in 2024.

    “It’s fine with me, don’t worry.” She responded nonchalantly.

    A few minutes later, you both sat down at a table, led by a waiter.