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friday
4 : 00 pm
L O C A T I O N : mall
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"okay we got what you needed, now it's my turn." armin said to me and i absentmindedly looked at my phone. "should i get an outfit i wore like to your parents dinner or different."

"yes."

armin snatched my phone out of my hand, "dakota, i helped you. you help me." i went to reach for my phone again but he pocketed it. "you'll get it back later."

i gave him a look of stupidity. "you got some nerve." i stated, getting irritated with him. "i know i do, now answer my question."

"i don't even fucking remember anymore."

"what kinda suit should i wear?"

"i don't know, maybe something like what you wore at my parents."

he rolled his eyes, flipping through racks. "im matching you right?"

"no duh."

"keep fucking with me, ill have yo ass fucked up." my eyes widened and i laughed. "oh hell no, your dick probably little."

"you wanna bet?" armin looked at me, a smirk plastered on his face. i laughed harder, "yeah. sure i wanna bet." i leaned on one leg, my hip poking out as i flipped my hair over my shoulder.

"k, keep playing with me."

"gimme my phone back." i held my hand out but he ignored me. "i like this one." he picked another outfit off the rack. "and i want my phone back." i said again.

"how about this?"

"nigga i don't care. i want my phone."

"no."

i groaned, rolling my eyes at armin who was watching my disposition. "help me figure out an outfit and you'll get your phone back." he compromised and i pursed my lips. "fineeee."

"thank you, now i'm matching you and i was between these two." armin held up these two outfits up. one that was white on black and one that was black on black. "i like the white on black." i blinked at him, not enjoying the fact that i don't have my phone.

he nodded, taking the outfit and looking for accessories. i followed this man around like a lost puppy, not saying shit and only telling him my opinion for certain stuff. armin looked at the time, "they texted in the group chat."

"well i wouldn't know since you took my phone." i sassed him and he didn't say anything. "we'll go to the food court after this." i groaned, throwing myself over the railing of the waiting queue. "dakota, stop acting like a child." armin chastised, just looking at me and not doing anything. "whyyyyy? you have my phone and i'm forced to shop with you."

"i am your date, am i not?"

"not by choice."

armin payed and grabbed my wrist to pull me out of the store. "always gotta drag somebody somewhere." i spoke as he had my wrist in one hand while our bags were in another. "either that or you won't move." he responded and i stopped mid-walk. "my legs hurt, let's just sit for a while." i whined, armin tugging on my arm to move. "dakota we are like halfway there." he pointed in the direction of the food court.

"but i wanna sit."

"fine."

he let my arm go and i dashed away from him. "DAKOTA!" he yelled from behind me. i just needed to breathe for a damn second. unfortunately, i wasn't that fast and his heavy ass footsteps were heard behind me. "dakota, get back here." he scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder.