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"Wow, Kath, is that my old dress?" Christine asked with an admiring smile, clapping her hands together.

Her sister, after finding her old dress in the attic, decided to wear it for the rest of the day. Christine naturally took notice, and she immediately praised her for how good she looked at it.

“I’m surprised how fitting my old dress looks on you!” she continued. “It’s all white and icy after all and you’re pretty much the embodiment of fire!”

Christine too was wearing her dress, as it just arrived today after she ordered it online.

She had her complains however.

“But please stop with the laugh,” she said with concern in her eyes. “You… you don’t look like my Kath at all when you do it!” she shouted, her voice shaking with tears pooling in her eyes.

It might seem silly for the average onlooker for Christine to be so concerned by her sister’s fake persona that she was only going to use for the masquerade party. However, for her, who admired her sister very much, it was simply… [i]wrong[/i] for her to be that way. It sent a guttural feeling of disbelief and disgust to her, so much so that she could not stand even listening to her fake laugh.

[i]I-it’s not right! I-it’s just not right![/i]

She herself had no plans to change her personality for the party. She didn’t even know whether or not she would be capable of such a thing.