The shopping mall was chaos.“Avery, we do not need five throw pillows,” Lacy said, staring at the cart like she was questioning her entire friendship.Avery hugged one of the pillows to her chest. “We absolutely do. This one is emotional support.”“Emotional support?” Lacy repeated flatly.“Yes. Look at it. It’s soft, it’s pink, it understands me.”Lacy dragged a hand down her face. “You’re going to bankrupt yourself before school even starts.”Avery waved her off, already tossing another pillow into the cart. “Relax. I’m investing in our comfort.”“Comfort?” Lacy scoffed. “At this point, we won’t have space to sit.”Avery gasped. “We’ll make space.”Two hours later, their cart was overflowing.Fairy lights. Rugs. Scented candles. Wall art Avery insisted was “aesthetic.”Lacy had managed to sneak in actual essentials — kitchenware, cleaning supplies, storage boxes.At the checkout, Avery casually pulled out her card.Lacy narrowed her eyes. “Is that…?”Avery blinked innocently. “What
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