Faukiko is talented to say the very least. Her voice could move mountains, but due to her stubbornness she can never really make it as far in the industry. Her talent is " subpar at most" (so she's told). To her luck she meets an "investor." He's a...
After going through multiple stores we pull up to this big fancy ass shopping center. I've seen it a few times before, but this is where all the designer brands and shit are. I roll my eyes and look at T.
" what are we doing here?!" I say
"Cmon we're going shopping for reals!!" She squeals
In all honesty I didn't hate designer brands. I'm just not the type of person who likes to spend money. I like to save and spend on things I would have fun with. Go on trips, buy new tech, instruments etc. not to mention my love language is gift giving so most of the time I don't spend huge sums of money on myself, at least with clothes. I mean shit I've tried to get designer clothes plenty of times, but nothing is in my size. If I weren't basically broke I would still try to get nice clothes for "work", but most of the time I have to go out the way to find clothes in my size and that fits my aesthetic
We arrive at what seems like a small boutique in the corner of the Mall and I'm already knowing it's for skinty beeches.
I look at t and stop right at the door. After telling me to come inside she grabs my arm and pulls me in.
"Charlene I'm here!"
All of a sudden a tiny lightskined Asian women walks out from the back room curtains.
" T darling, it's so goodt to see my favoritet customer!" She says in her thick accent. I can't identify where she's from but she kindve reminds me of my dads family. They were all fobs and their thick accents shined through especially when they spoke English. It was comforting to say the least.
Before T can respond Charlene says "Is this the young lady I've heard so much about!"
I smile at Charlene and look back at T in confusion.
" yes it is! Isn't she beautiful!"
"She is. Veryt Nice and voluptuous"she said while eyeing down my body and smirking.
I almost rolled over and died. I spat out my imaginary water in my mouth and was trying to keep my composure. I felt my face heating up from how uncomfortable she was making me
T is cracking up so much she's fckin slapping her damn knee.
Before I can respond Charlene pushes me to a dressing room. Without even getting a word in she grabs a dress from this rack behind these curtains and hands it to me and closes the door. The woman was too stunned to speak literally
Too shocked to oppose I put the dress on and head out to show them.
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