Maybe things will go right this time.
Maybe.
The gala was a riot of color, everyone was a little more hyped up than they should be. My eyes excitedly scanned the scene, making sure that everything was going as planned this time. I glanced at my little notebook that had my to-do list as I double checked everything - from the production crew, the props, and design of the function room to the guests that came in through the entrance. I made sure that everyone is seated at their proper place and that they are satisfied with the demands that they have made prior to the event. With a deep sigh of relief, I sat down on one of the monoblock chairs backstage and let the happiness soak right into my bones. I'm very grateful to see that my hard work these past few weeks was finally paying off.
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