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CLOTHES SHOPPING IS PAINFUL

MAYA POV
Clothes shopping with your hot girlfriend usually means that you can follow her into the changing room and just see more of your girlfriend than you should in public, it's great... usually. I'd been invited to a party held by the fire union and despite my best efforts to not go, Carina wants us to. She wants a dress, and it has to be the perfect dress (which is understandable), until you're on your 8th hour of shopping and she still can't choose what colour or fit that she wants. We've bought other clothes; I've become a personal bag taxi at this point. I get to lose the blood circulation in my hands for this.

"Maya... Maya... Maya, can you pay attention?" Carina gets my attention again; I've been playing a fun game of 'is this shop fire safe' but sadly it keeps getting interrupted by Carina with her questions. About 2 hours ago she asked if I liked red and then what specific type of red... and then berated me on how that specific type of red wouldn't look good on her. I can't help but sigh and wait for her to ask the same questions but about blue or probably black.

"Do you think black or blue would go with what you're wearing? I know your opinion of red but maybe blue or black would be better" She asks for my advice, and I can promise you that the amount of effort I put into not rolling my eyes; was far greater than the effort I had put into the Olympics.

"Black goes with anything, and blue can compliment what I'm wearing but it depends on which shade of blue" Jesus, I'm started to sound exactly like her.

"So, what blue wouldn't go with it?" She asks and an unrecognisable groan leaves my mouth before I can stop it.

"So, you're saying that not every shade of blue wouldn't work well? What colour would look horrible on me?" She asks with a lot of attitude, how did I get myself into so much trouble.

"That genuinely is not what I said or insinuated. You look beautiful and sexy in every colour under the sun" I say in hope she believes what I honestly think.

"So, you're saying that I look great in every colour but the colours of the sun, so yellow or even white wouldn't suit me? Wow Maya" she says in a very annoyed tone, do I shut up or try to fix it. I think I'm doomed either way.

"That's also not what I meant. Are you hungry?" I question and from the look on her face in that moment, I knew I was in hot shit.

"So, I disagree with you and suddenly I'm hangry... I think it's best I continue shopping alone" she says as she starts to walk alone, swaying her hips and slightly stomping. I decided to sheepishly follow behind her, far enough behind her so that I wouldn't be an issue... that didn't last very long though.

"Who's the fucking stalker now?" She shouted across the shop, turning the heads of every salesperson and customer surrounding us.

"I'm not a stalker, I'm your girlfriend" I say in a loud enough tone so that I can hopefully stop any suspicion that she's called.

"Oh, so you can call me a stalker, but I can't say it back when you literally are?" She shouts back. Just this conversation is making me rethink my life choices up to this point.

"Okay, what is going on? You know that I am crap at shopping and struggle with it, but I am here. What have I done wrong?" I say in a quiet tone when I catch up to her as she moves dresses across the rack as if she's beheading the men who've done her wrong in a past life.

"You don't know what you've done wrong?" She questions back with a quirked eyebrow "Wow Maya" she whispers and again walks away and out of the shop at such a speed that I feel I need to jog next to her.

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She ended up stomping her way all the way back to my car and tried multiple times to open the passenger door before I'd even unlocked the door.

"You need to go to the store" She whispered after a few minutes of her leaning and scowling next to the door as we drove off.

"What do you need?" I question, hoping whatever I get that it'd solve the tirade she's currently on.

"The Italian chocolate and wine that you've drank alone" she says in an accusatory voice and huffs louder when I start to laugh.

"Are you sure I'm the one who ate and drank both?" I question in a humoured tone, only to be shot with one of the scariest faces I'd ever witnessed. "Can you remember last week when you were on your period, and you wanted chocolate... and wine?" I asked and she again huffed but nodded her head slightly.

"Do you think that maybe you ate and drank both but forgot?" I question in the nicest tone possible, not wanting to wake up the 'Carina Monster' and thankfully it works. She sighs and nods her head before looking out the window at the cars passing by. At least that issue is solved... but with no dress I just know I'm doomed for another shopping trip.