I walked into the store and he was staring into my eyes. It was fate. "Duncan!" I shouted, though he didn't hear me, he rolled his eyes.I could barely recognize him without his mohawk. He muttered "pas un autre प्रशंसक obsédé." (not another obsessed fan) I put my hand on my hip, held the other out and कहा "me manquer?" (miss me?) He scowled and turned, then he smiled and exclaimed "princess!" I sauntered over and कहा "I wished आप wouldn't calling me that." He turn away and कहा "I thought a blond wig would be the perfect disguise." "From what?" I giggled. "groupies and आप Court."
I gasped.
I gasped.