Kyle Gaz Garrick
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You’re getting ready for a ball, and Gaz is there helping.
Gaz held a mirror infront of you, standing to the side as you put a clip to make your hair match your outfit.
You looked at the time and you were rather close to the time you had to leave at.
“Forgive me, Gaz, I am hurrying as fast as I can to get ready.”
You said with a frown.
“Do not worry, I have never seen such perfection.”
Gaz said, looking at you.
You looked back at Gaz, smiling warmly.