It felt like I had forgotten what it was like to shop. I loved shopping, and I became sort of addicted to it one time when Topher was away at a work trip. My business was going well, so I rewarded myself every pay time.
It got so bad that I could not pay the bills and had to borrow some money from my mom. Topher got mad at me that I spent so much. That was when I stopped and just shopped when necessary.
Anyway, I was done purchasing my new things. I was so happy with the new makeup I bought that I had to redo it. I just dabbed them on my finger, then applied them on my eyelids, on my temples, on my cheeks, and on my lips.
When I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked different. Good different. I admit, I was nervous that I chose the wrong color, but it actually looked good on me.
It was almost lunch time, so I went to an area where there were food trucks around, and I left my shopping bags on a table, then chose what food I wanted to eat.
It was very cold, so I wanted to choose a food that could warm my body temperature. I remember things if I should have something spicy or just warm.
I scanned each food truck and its menu to see what could make my mouth water. I even had my thinking face on.
"Hey! Lovely!" Emmy popped up from behind; she startled me.
"Emmy!" I gasped, then we hugged like we hadn't seen each other for a while. "Where'd you come from?"
"I had to get some outfits for a photoshoot from a shop, then I saw you from over there and couldn't help to surprise you. What are you doing here?" That was when she saw my face. "Oh, wow! Is that a new makeup look?"
I blushed. "Yeah... ran out of eyeshadow and decided to do some shopping."
"You could've told me that you're going shopping, but that's okay, it looks great on you. I love it."
"Thanks."
"So are you gonna get some lunch?" she asked me.
"Yeah, I'm kinda hungry," I said to her.
"Me too. Come on, let's have lunch together."
"Okay."
We looked around to see what we wanted for about five minutes, then all of a sudden, "Emmy! Pepsi! Hey!" someone called out to us. We looked around and saw our old friend, cleaning a table in front of their food truck.
"Wade!" I waved back. Remember Wade? He had a girlfriend named Mira, who I thought was dating Topher, and they wanted to 'fix things', but apparently, she was talking about her and Wade?
I usually remember all things, but I had forgotten that they had a food truck. Wade went to West Durnam, too. He actually graduated BA in Marketing and used to work in a company in Singapore, but he found his passion in the food business instead after eating their food. Also, Wade and Mira got married three years ago, and they just had a baby girl.
So Emmy and I walked to his food truck, then I hugged him. "Nice seeing you again," he said to me.
"You too. I have been so busy," I replied. "How are you?"
"I'm good. I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?"
"I'm doing great."
"I'm glad. By the way, you look great," he added.
"I know, right?" Emmy giggled. "Maybe we should eat here."
"Good idea," I agreed.
"Okay, you guys can sit here." Wade showed us to our table and gave us a menu.
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Sentimental Chances (On-Going)
General FictionReady for some ugly crying? Well, be emotionally ready with this one. Fashion photographer and photo studio owner, Pepsi Picardi, settled in a small mountainous city with her boyfriend. Everything was simple and perfect for the young couple in their...
