“You’ve had two already.” I look at her, deadpan. “I need more.” She rolls her eyes, unimpressed, and drags me into a lingerie store. “Sit there.” She directs me to sit in a large velvet chair outside the changing rooms. Thank fuck… a chair. I slump into the seat and wait as she looks around. I take out my phone and scroll aimlessly through it. Eliza eventually picks up a few things before she walks into the changing room. “Won’t be a minute.” I exhale heavily. This is the last place I want to be on a Saturday. I stuff my phone back into my pocket, link my fingers together, and put my hands
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