r.t. ~ which dress?

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D3
Dorms, Minneapolis
Friday, 1996
08:03 p.m.

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"Just choose, Kenny"

"I said any! You will still look great at the party tomorrow! I don't care which one. I'll love you in any." He said.

"I know, thank you. I appreciate that but I can't choose which is why I need your opinion because I'm going with you to the party and you're my boyfriend." I said.

Then Kenny grabs me by the shoulders.

"Either, babe. You'll be beautiful in anything. Literally anything." He said.

"I know! You've said that a million times but just this once I really want you to choose." I said. "Baby. I say anything. You'll be the hottest there."

I then roll my eyes.

"Fine. Where's Russ?" I asked. "Just in his room. Why?" He says.

"I gotta ask him." I said and knocked on his door. He opens it and sees me holding my two dresses.

"Which one." I asked him. "Hey, why are you asking him-"

"Neither. Wear black and bold makeup. And black heels." Says Russ.

"Thank you! That wasn't too hard was it?" I said, turning to Kenny who was behind me.

"Never is. Your welcome." He says and shuts his door.

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Have this short one for now, I have no ideas

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