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Getting home half past 5 I still had some time to shower and get ready for tonight's potential blood bath... that is if the players get into a fight. That's a normal thing for hockey games right? I don't know anything about the sport aside from the fact that it's on ice, there is a puck, and you can body check your opponents. I turn on the water to start heating up while I walk into my closet to grab my panties and bra. It doesn't take long for the water to get hot since it's so damn hot here all the time. I jump in and start washing my hair rubbing the tension right out of my scalp from work. Afer adding in my conditioner, I lather up my body and rinse off right away. Jumping out I moisturize and start on my makeup. Just a simple winged eyeliner and a bright red lip. I don't like adding eye shadow because I have no freaking clue how to apply it, and I have almost grey eyes that I would hate to pull attention away from with some weird makeup I can not apply to save my life. Simple is best. Moving on to my hair I dry and curl it not really too worried on how good it looks due to the fact that I'm going to watch grown men beat the s.hit out of each other. Man I guess it could be worse, I could be invited to some lame ass ballet. I'll take the ass whopping. Picking out the rest of my outfit, I go for my dark denim jeans that are fitted and my ass looks absolutely amazing in, paired with a simple white v-neck t shirt, my black ankle boots with the silver buckle on the outside and my black leather jacket with grey hoodie attached. I know its warm outside but being in a rink will probably get chilly and I really don't want to chance the temperature fluctuation in the arena. By the time I'm finished it's 6:45 and I know if I'm late Shelly will bite my head off. Lucky for me the arena is 6 minutes away.
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