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located in New York, a part of The Millionaire Matchmaker., one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Livia Louize Key Character Portrait: Clara Character Portrait: Nelson Cooke. Character Portrait: Kaylee Milton
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I rose from my sleep, yawning. I went to sleep quite late, working on my latest design. I looked at the mannequin from across the room, sporting a formal dress that I'm making for one of my most famous clients (confidential). I get out of my bed, and walk over to the large window that revealed the NYC skyline. I stretch, and collapse onto my bed again. Once I finally pass the wave of drowsiness, I go into my bathroom and brush out my hair. Once it is perfectly smooth, I turn on the shower. I undress and step into the waterfall of soft water, with slight mist around. The water rushes down my hair, and I smooth in the shampoo and conditioner that smells like Vanilla Sugar. The mist surrounds me. After a few minutes, I step out of the steam and turn the shower off. I wrap the towel around my body.

I let my hair fall down my back. I walk near my closet, and a voice greets me.

"Hello, Kaylee. Occasion today?" the computerized spinning closet says, in a robotic tone.

"Date. I'm thinking something casual, yet fancy." I say, slightly drowsy, but still a bit of cheer in my voice remains.

The rack spins around, locating a red spaghetti strap dress with a full skirt.

"Uhm, no thanks." I say, startled that the machine would pick that.

The rack spins around again, to find a floral babydoll neckline dress with small ruffles and buttons down the neck, with a leather belt that matches my purse.

"Perfect! I was thinking this one." I said, happily.

I picked a pair of black heels off the shoe rack, then close the closet. I love this closet! It was custom designed by- oh, sorry, confidential. Anyways, it would be even better if I didn't have to program it every time I get a new article of clothing, which must be at least once a week. I honestly don't really care, I did lots of programming in High School. I change into the dress quickly, slipping on the high heels.

"Pierre, usual please!" I yell, to Pierre, my chef.

"Yes, ma'am." He replied, in his thick French accent.

I gather my bag, and fix the belt. I glance at myself in the mirror, smile, then walk out of my room. Pierre has iced lemonade and tea mixed together in a clear water bottle and a blueberry scone waiting for me on the counter. I thank him, then walk out of my loft and into my private elevator. I tap my foot, listening to the music in the background. I step out, then walk a few blocks to Clara's club. While I walk past my store, I see the decorations that the employee put in yesterday, and silently admire them. It reminds me about thinking of Nelson, and I blush again. I smile to myself. But, then again, it makes me wonder, is there anything better then him?
Nah, I don't think so. We'll see though, never say never.

I walk into Clara's millionaire club, and I see singles chatting. I look around and see Carla and Livia chatting.

"Hi!" I say, smiling and cheery. I take a sip of my iced tea + lemonade, and get ready for what I think will be one of the most exciting nights of my life.

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