Never once did he complain.
Her friend Jenna leaned in.
« Get the champagne one. It’ll match your shoes. »
I sat two tables away, pretending to read. I had already been scrolling through thrift-store listings on my phone all week, saving screenshots of anything under $30.
Lorraine glanced my way and smirked.
« Tina, are you even going? Or are we doing the shoe thing again? »
I had already been scrolling through thrift-store listings.
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I remembered freshman year, when she pointed at my sneakers and made the whole hallway laugh.
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