Indecisive

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At Victoria's Secret

"Argh, why can't I make up my damn mind?" Y/n throws another set of bikinis into the pile in the changing room. "Stop panicking. It's only 10 in the morning. I have enough time." She refrains from getting frustrated and continues to try on more swim suits. She struggles herself in a red, rosey bikini that wasn't even slightly comfortable. It's too tight around her breast and stomach, and too loose everywhere else.

"Ouch, these straps are pinching my skin. It feels like I'm tied up in rubber bands." She gently takes it off while trying not to pop the straps. The only option left was a royal blue one piece. "If this doesn't fit me, I'm doomed." She slips the bikini on and buttons it up before looking in the mirror.

"Eh...it's cute but...my stomach is sticking out. Maybe if I suck it in...?" Y/n holds her breath and sucks in her stomach to look slimmer. It wasn't very helpful. The lace was still hugging her love handles. "Well damn. Guess I'm screwed." She bumps her forehead on the wall and sighs aggressively. Her phone vibrates under the pile of rejected bikinis. She digs for her phone and sees Stephanie's messages.

Bestie: Heyy did u pick a bikini yet?
Y/n: no luck ()
Bestie: gurl...
Y/n: I'm dying inside
Bestie: u're always picky lol
Y/n: should I just...not go?
Bestie: over a bikini? Hell nah keep searchin
Y/n: Omg fine ( - . - )

"Scuse me!" Y/n hears an unknown voice through the changing room door. "Oh, sorry! Am I taking too long? I'll be out in a minute!" She quickly gathers up the bikinis. "No, no. I'm not here to change, haha. I didn't wanna be nosey, but I overheard that you were struggling to find a bikini?"

Y/n pauses and drops the pile. "Uh...maybe?" She opens the door and meets contact with a girl that's slightly taller than her. Y/n was so astounded by her perfect doll face makeup that she almost started to question her sexuality. "Hey! I don't normally start a conversation with random people, but I saw you walking around the store looking for bikinis for a while."

Y/n shook her head, still admiring her face. "Yeah...it's difficult trying to find the perfect one, especially when you're trying to impress someone you like. Um...are you a clerk here?" The girl shifted a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Nah, I was actually looking for bikinis myself, haha. I think you need it the most though." She takes out a set out of a paper bag. "Have it."

Pleased by her kindness, Y/n couldn't except her offer. "Oh, no thanks! You don't have to sacrifice your needs for mine, haha!" The girl giggled. "No worries! I have plenty to wear, and I think this particular one would look good on you!" She gives Y/n the set. She was still unsure about the offer. "Are you sure this is okay?"

"No, worries, girl," she repeated. "Also, it's already paid for, so you're good to go! Anyways, I gotta run. I'll see you later on!" She whips her hair as she turns to leave. Y/n waves to signal her to come back. "Later on...? W-wait! Your name! What is it?!" The girl turns back and smiles. "Lucianna!" She waves before leaving the changing room.

'Her name is Lucianna? She so kind and pretty. I bet guys drool over her all the time...' Y/n closes the door and looks at the bikini set. "Please don't fail me..."

To be continued...

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