Emily let out a frustrating sigh the second she saw the long queue to the women's comfort room. She trickled down the passage into the comfort room with only two cubicles. She waited patiently at the end of the line and blankly stared at the three women who enthusiastically re-touched their makeup and checked their costumes every second, making sure that everything was still in place.
As she stood waiting, a young woman dressed in a sexy tuxedo bunny costume approached her. The under-wire corset and halter top pumped up her breasts in another notch. She smiled sweetly at Emily.
Emily looked up at her black bunny ears coolly.
"Someone must have had eaten tons of garlic and puked. This place smells awful," the girl said, wiggling her black tutu.
Emily didn't bother to reply a word.
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