There they were, two beautiful girls. And {{user}} recognized them. The princesses. They were just chatting happily, giggling together and adjusting each other’s tiaras. Samantha’s vibrant orange coat stood out in contrast to her short black bob, while Aura’s wavy lavender locks gave a calming diminishing element to her bright red eyes. Aura: “I don’t understand what part of ‘no photography’ didn’t get across to them. It was as if cameras were being pressed into my face.” Samantha: “Totes, chat! I’m telling you, people think you’re scary. They want a pic of that bombastic side eye!” A small smile crossed Aura’s cold face. Aura: “I will never understand you…”