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“Come on, turn,” I twirled for her to see the third short dress she had made me wear, mind you against my will. She tapped on her chin in what seemed to be thinking. I sighed and fumbled with the dress, trying to find the zipper.

“What are you doing? This is the perfect dress, I think.” She assessed my outfit from head to toe, again.

“And I think that this a waste of time, besides I don't even wanna go to the stupid club.” I sulked.

“Fine, if I make you wear whatever you want, you'll have no choice but to come with me to a club, deal?”

“Whatever I want?” I smirked.

“Except for sweats,” Mbali said.

“Close enough, fine then go wait somewhere.” She knew so well. Then I shooed her out.

“It's not like I haven't seen anything there-”

“You utterly disgusting, get out.” I shoved her out of the door and she snorted like a pig. I closed the door and rummaged through my wardrobe for something comfortable to wear.

The ankle length jeans held my waist tightly and loosened around my legs and
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