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once  the  spotlights  are  turned  off  and  the  curtain  is  drawn  closed,  this  barbie  tends  to  stay  hidden.  of  course  she  couldn't  miss  this  party  –  it  was  the  biggest  event  of  that  day,  after  all  –,  but  she  didn't  want  to  be  the  center  of  attention  either.  hence  why  she  was  standing  in  the  corner,  leaning  on  the  wall,  playing  with  the  liquid  in  her  glass.  she  didn't  taste  it,  in  fact,  it  was  really  odd  there  was  actually  something  in  the  glass.  usually  it's  nothing.

she's  startled  by  another's  presence  and  she  notices  the  liquid  spilled  on  the  floor  —  for  a  brief  moment,  barbie  doesn't  distinguish  whether  or  not  it  was  hers.  chin  rose  up  to  look  at  the  person  that  approached  her  and  she's  somewhat  relieved  it  was  ken.    "  hi  ken,  "    she  uttered,  lips  pursed  together  in  a  thin  line.  she  was  fighting  the  urge  not  to  smile  and,  consequently,  be  rude  towards  ken  since  he  wasn't  exactly  himself.

"  you  have  just  described  more  than  half  of  the  barbies  here…  "    slender  hand  reaches  for  his  glass,  with  the  intent  to  take  it  from  him.    "  how  about  this :  we  go  get  another  drink  and  then  look  for  your  barbie.  how  that  sound?  "

doe  eyes  flicker  to  carefully  analyze  his  technique  —  it  was  impressive,  but  the  hair  clearly  did  not  cooperate.  cue  a  defeated  sigh  leaving  her  rouged  pout.    "  nah,  dontcha  worry!  to  be  a  heartbreaker  you  must  first  find  that  energy  from  within.  "    she  utters  as  she  stepped  away,  giving  him  a  somewhat  acceptable  personal  space.  his  hair  seemingly  had  its  own  personality  and  barbie  could  roll  with  it.  she  knew  after  all,  all  too  well,  that  hair  strands  do  whatever  they  feel  like  doing,  especially  in  high  humidity.

hands  clasped  together  as  she  shifts  back  and  forth,  gaze  locked  unto  charlie.    "  c'mon,  bring  out  the  heartbreaker.  i  know  it's  somewhere  in  there,  you  just  have  to  dust  it  off.  "    she  snickered,  still  not  giving  up  on  overhauling  both  of  them.  cue  another  sigh,  just  as  beaten  as  the  previous  one,  accompanied  by  flinging  hands  before  sitting  beside  him.    "  it's  just  that…  everything's  changing  so  fast.  and  i  guess  i  shouldn't  stay  the  same.  at  least,  do  something  about  the  looks,  y'know?  "    ghost  of  a  smile  plastered  across  her  features  ;  of  course  there  was  more  underneath  all  that  makeover.

"nah, but you know? that's fair. just not overly...fond of the whole touch thing. at least not with people i'm not mega close to. immediate family-" which meant just his dad currently,"-and that's it. for now." charlie tried to sound reassuring and casual about the ordeal. he didn't like making things awkward for anyone, let alone people he considered friends.

hands full of gel, he watched her run off. a small sigh and then he raised a brow with a small smile at the immediacy of her finding the mirror. how did she have this kind of energy? "i think i know how this is gonna go-" gel through his hands and then he tried to move his hair in a way that matched her description. the issue? his hair still stuck up in random ways, all over. the gel kept it down for two seconds before popping back up. "yep. i figured that would be it. i appreciate the heartbreaker advice; i'll stick with my roughed up demeanor i guess."

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Rebekah Elmaloglou as Terese Willis NEIGHBOURS (1985 - PRESENT)  Episode 6720

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MIDGE HADLEY [ PLAYED BY @shesmidge ] : i won't ever ask you for help ever again.

barbie  always  tries  her  best,  however  there  are  times  when  it’s  not  good  enough.  unfortunately  when  one  strives  for  perfectionism,  one  does  not  grasp  the  reality.  and  so  it  was  for  barbie,  when  she  had  promised  midge  she’d  be  there  to  help  her.  what  she  didn’t  take  into  account  was  that  acting  until  past  midnight  would  have  consequences.  she  hadn’t  heard  the  first  alarm  that  went  off.  neither  the  second  nor  the  third.  and  when  she  rolled  out  of  bed,  time  was  against  her.  she  didn’t  know  how  she  managed  to  get  out  of  the  hotel  she  was  staying  at,  nor  the  speed  she  was  driving  her  car.  when  she  finally  reached  midge’s  house,  she  was  already  five  hours  late.  legend  has  it,  she’s  still  cussing  out  the  traffic  inside  her  head.    ❝  hi,  i’m  sorry  i’m  late…  ❞    she  barely  uttered  as  soon  as  her  car  door  was  slammed  shut.  she  approaches  midge  with  her  chest  seemingly  closing  in,  an  anxiety  symptom  she  couldn’t  quite  grasp,  but  still  she  felt.  and  oh,  how  hard  it  clenched  on  her  soul.  but  it  was  midge’s  words  that  caused  the  most  pain.  lips  parted  open  as  she  stuttered,  not  able  to  verbalize  a  response.  there  were  plenty  of  thoughts  inside  her  head  going  at  the  speed  of  light,  but  none  that  could  emerge  in  a  coherent  manner.  cerulean  hues  couldn’t  even  look  at  her  friend  anymore,  instead  they  slowly  drifted  downward.  she  was  ashamed  of  looking  midge  directly  in  the  eye.  why  did  she  promise  something  unachievable?  why  didn’t  she  hear  the  first  alarms?  why  did  the  universe  put  her  in  the  middle  of  traffic?  the  only  one  at  blame  was  barbie  herself.  she  put  an  expectation  for  her  best  friend  only  to  let  her  down.  big  time.  with  quivering  lips,  she  managed  to  further  utter,    ❝  i  know  it’s  all  my  fault.  i’m  sorry.  i  didn’t  mean  to  keep  you  waiting  this  long.  i  know  i  promised  you  something.  ❞    the  weight  on  her  chest  traveled  to  her  throat  as  she  found  herself  unable  to  voice  anything  else.  she  didn’t  want  to  disappoint  anyone,  but  especially  her  best  friend.  midge  was  everything  barbie  ever  needed  back  in  the  days  ;  and  there  she  was,  disappointing  midge.