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"WHY DO YOU HATE me Niko?" Jurine stared at her cousin oh utter betrayal.
"What? I think it's cute. Your shoulders would look sexy in this." She looked back at the off-shoulder top.
"It's orange. The day I wear anything orange is the day I eat my foot. It makes me look like a fat-ass Oompa Loompa."
Nikoru hummed. "Oh true. However, I disagree on the latter. Can you at least let me see you in it?" She blinks cutely. "Oh, and these crop tops?"
Jurine eyes the clothing warily. "Do I have to? I won't look good in them."
"Of course you will. You look beautiful in everything. You could wear a plastic bag and look amazing. Plus, you know the drill. This is part of our therapy. I get a rush with seeing my best friend wearing cute things and you see yourself like you should. A gorgeous, nicely breasted, talented —"
"Oh god, stop describing me!" She snatched the clothing as she covered her ears in horror. "And leave my tits outta this. I am not that endowed."
"You're a C-cup. I'm barely mid-A. I would fight you for those if I could." She winks at Jurine as she hides behind the door of the dressing room, locking it.
"Find me some pants while you peruse."
Setting the tops on the hooks by the body-length window, Jurine took a long exhale as she faced the mirror. She tossed her shirt on the bench, staring at herself in a sports bra. Her jeans hugged her hips as she made a displeased face at her reflection.
Her body was slim thanks to yoga and exercising. Jurine knew she was at a healthy weight and was happy with it. But it still took a lot mentally to see herself without clothed at times. It was worse when she went shopping for any new clothes. It was only a rule between the two girls she was even in the damn store.
Every three months, she will shop with Jurine for new clothes. They didn't necessarily get anything — most of the time they didn't. It was the message behind the shopping. To remind Jurine where she came from and where she was currently.
She can do this.
"You are not a . . .mistake. You aren't a problem . . . that needs to be fixed. You were . . . never broken. You're . . .beautiful."
She shut her eyes, repeating the saying a couple of times.
A knock came at the door. "Found some jeans. I also found that off-shoulder top in red." Jurine opened the door enough to let her hand in to pass the jeans, then the top. "Everything good?"
"Mhm yeah."
Niko blocked the door from closing, sticking her head in. "My sister vibe is going off. You sure?"
"Out." She flicked her nose and Nikoru's head vanished. She stripped into the jeans, which hugged her legs wrongly. She scrunched her nose. "No, no, no. Too tight. Too tight."
