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Kasey was broke. She spent all her money on her one good dress, now ripped up in front of her.
Nothing but a bra and yoga pants. That’s all she had. She hadn’t eaten in days. And it was so freaking cold.
A man walked by her. He was wrapped in two layers of jacket, yet he was still shivering.
“Are you Kasey Jones?” he asked. His accent was British. His skin was light, his hair messy and brown, his eyes were bright blue.
“Y-yes,” Kasey said, hypothermia putting it’s freezing hand on her shoulder.
“You look hungry,” the man offered his hand. “Let’s head to a diner.”
The man introduced himself as Michael and took Kasey to a diner. He paid for her food and offered to give her his food. “I’m not hungry,” he said.
Kasey ate to her heart's content. And Michael paid for it.
Then he took Kasey to a clothing store and bought her a jacket, boots, and some spare clothes.
Kasey really appreciated it.
Michael handed her an envelope. “I need to go.”
Kasey opened the envelope. In it was a house key, loads of money and the note “The Cecily Building, floor 5, room 8. Welcome home :)”
Sure enough, Michael had bought her an apartment.
Sarah watched with pride as her daughter danced along the stage. Isabella hadn’t shown an interest in ballet before, but she was happy she found that passion.
It must have been the Ballora she saw with those glasses.
As Sarah and her daughter headed home, Sarah noticed something. Her daughter had her glasses on again, smiling and talking to the fake ballerina.
“Ok… MOM LOOK OUT!”
Sarah swerved off the road and into a fence.
Isabella looked up at Ballora. “It worked. Mommy’s dead.
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