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There was a door that said BRITTNEY SPEARS with a picture of her under it. It was a picture of her from earlier in her career, back when she was still white-hot with popularity and wasn't known as a total slut.
You walked through the door and found yourself in a dressing room. As you looked around, you could here Brittany singing "Oops, I did it again!" over a microphone. Apparently, you were at a concert. You listened to her singing while you looked around. She had some serious bling to her glam. You saw a dress with pearls sewn into it, diamond ear rings, and a pair of boots that had the toe encrusted with sapphires. Seeing them, you grabbed 'em and decided to take a sniff. As you brought the boots to your face and took a sniff, the scent hit you like a bitch-slap to the face! It was unbelievably strong, but you actually loved it. You smelled the boots as you listened to Brittany's songs until you were light headed, then you put them back. In a daze, you just sat in the room- wallowing in the giddy feeling you got from smelling those boots for so long. Unfortunately, you were too hopped up on cloud nine to hear Brittany come in. She saw you and jumped back in shock.
"What the- Who are you and how'd you get past my security!?!" She screamed at you. Still in a drunk-like daze, you managed to tell her you were
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