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Ugh, work calls…
going through a really bad break up and answering the door for your pizza in a baggy t-shirt and your underwear because you have nothing left to lose and pizza boy ashton is genuinely very concerned about you being okay so he assures you he’s not a serial killer and invites you to get dressed and ride shotgun in his shitty silver car while he delivers pizza for the rest of the night and he listens to you talk and tells you how much off an idiot your asshole ex was
"On other people more than myself," Nadia replied, "but the shoes and handbags are to die for."
Nadia ran her fingers along the leather and suede shoes, admiring the structure and heels. She wanted to buy more than a few of them, and knew exactly which of her outfits she’d pair them with. However, her parents haven’t wired her money in a while, and the cash in her bank was running low.
Well, lower than what she’s used to.
"What about you?" she asked. "Come here often?
"Whenever I’m in desperate need of some retail therapy," she laughed. She gave a soft sigh before putting the shoe back and chuckling, "All right, I have to live vicariously through you. Will you please try the shoes on just so I can see how gorgeous they look on?" she asked the other girl.
She personally hated wearing open toed sandals because plastic feet always looked weird, but she still liked to imagine wearing them. She wandered over to the ballet flats and picked up a pair grinning, “These, though, I could handle.” Turning to her momentary shopping companion, she grinned, “What do you think?”
"Oh, I’m actually not in school at the moment," she clarified. "I will be, next year. I just decided to take a year off and explore the city a bit. Learn the ropes. I’ll go for music in the fall, piano to be exact. I’d like to play professionally, and compose one day too," she told the girl.
"Really? That’s so nice of you!" Ginger explained. She grinned, surprised by the girl’s kindness. "I might have to take you up on that,"
"You’ll need more than a year to explore the city," Jenny chuckled. "I hope you plan on staying here awhile. I mean, seriously, there are people who have lived here their whole lives who discover something new every day," the girl explained, smiling. "But! If you ever need a tour guide, and I’m not in class or with my boyfriend, I’ll totally show you around!" she grinned.
Jenny shrugged, “It’s really no big deal,” she smiled softly. “It’ll be fun. I mean, I’ve never had anyone raid my closet, so it’ll be nice to have someone do that! Just know, though, I need my clothes back. None of that best-friend bullshit of keeping my clothes until I forget you have them then trying to convince me that I gave it to you,” she laughed.