At this point, you have no idea what to think. The only possible answer is a genie, even though the girl standing in front of you looked only 13 years of age. As you gathered the facts, you had no other explanation, meaning, no normal person conviniently appears in the midst of rainbow-colored smog that was ironically formed by a lamp you had never seen before and was somewhat out of touch with the scenery in your living room. But being possibly the most skeptical person, you had to ask her.
"Are...Are you a g-"
"Yes, yes I am." The girl cut in, as she said smiling the most beautiful smile you saw in your life.
Now as you cope with that fact, you gaze upon her perfect body. She was a blond, but not just any kind of blond. Her hair illuminated an aura that just attracted you to it, and that only complimented her deep blue eyes with a purple eyeshadow that belonged to her face that was suited for an angel.
She had white skin, but it was if it was glowing, and you aren't even sure it's because she's a genie or simply from her own beauty. She's wearing a sky blue bell shirt that outlined her chest, and matching pants that reached to her beautiful bare ankels.
And there, at that moment, did you gaze at the cutest pair of feet you had ever dreamed of...
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