"Y/N COME ON WE ARE GONNA BE LATE!!" Your best friend screams from your living room. Today was your shopping day, well.. pretty much everyday was shopping day. You live in New York City so there was a store around every corner. It was pretty neat!
"LATE FOR SHOPPING? SHUT IT BITCH" You yell back trying to put in a pair of earrings.
When you're ready, you and her run out making your way down the wave of people coming at you.
"Damn its packed today. I hate it." She says pushing her hair out of her face trying to avoid slamming into people rushing back and forth.
"Same.. Like go home. Let us yankees enjoy the place!!!!" You tease.
You two finally find one of the shops y'all are going into. It was Coco Chanel. You have been saving for ages to get a Chanel purse. You even added extra hours with your job. And today was the day you could finally purchase it. YAAAAS BITCH.
"IM FUCKING EXCITED!" Your best friend whispered/yelled in your ear.
(LETS JUST PRETEND YOUR BEST FRIENDS NAME IS.. KYLIE LMFAO)
"Kylie, shut up you will get us kicked out. Remember the big scene you caused in Tiffanys?"
"Hey, that 12 year old was gonna take those shoes I want. Bitch got that shit coming!" Kylie nudged your shoulder.
Kylie ran over to the clothes section while you roamed around the purses. You couldn't decided which one you wanted. THEY ALL ARE SO CUTE OH DEAR GOD.
"My mom has this one." Someone says behind you.
You turn to see a smol tiny cinnamon roll, too pure for this world. lmao jk. Anyway. He was so perfect what the fuck.
"Oh cool." You grin turning your attention back to the purses.
Shit. Should you get a white one or a black one? You look back and forth to both of them.. White gets dirty easily... but so does black... hmm..
"Yeah, she has the white one. She really adores it. Women, right?" The guy chuckles nervously. The fuck.
"Got a problem towards women, huh?" You look up at him with a teasing smirk.
"Oh god no! I love women! Shit, no I-I don't have a problem. Im just dumb." He throws his hands up with defeat.
"Im kidding, dude." You chuckle making him giggle.
"I thinkkkk Im gonna go with the black one." You say to him as if he cares.
"Thats a nice choice!!! Oh I'm Rami by the way, the weird guy talking about purses." He throws out his hand to shake.
"Nice to meet ya, Rami. Im Y/N."
"Nice name!! Wow we have said nice a lot." He chuckles. God, this poor guy doesn't know how to flirt.
"BAEEEEE" Kylie screams running over with a huge rack of clothes all over her arms.
She quickly noticed you and Rami standing awkwardly together.
"Which one should I get? Shit this is so hard. My parents are gonna kill me for buying this shit." She laughed showing me each shirt. They all looked the same to be honest.
"Hmm. That one, I like the design!" You say.
"Same here!!!" She looks up with a grin and then her eyes darts to Rami.
"Who's this?" She says turning her head.
"Uh.. Ra-"
"You hitting on my lesbian lover?" She widens her eyes wrapping her arms around me.
Dear god, this is why I hate going places with Kylie. Love her to death bUT DAMN.
"Oh no, I was just-" He shakes his head with a grin.
"Im not lesbian, oh my god Kylie." You chuckle. (OH MY GOSH MAGGIEEEEEE)
"Oh good! You're not? Thats great!!" Rami says with a huge grin.
"Why is that great?" You smirk.
"BECAUSE HE WANTS TO GO ON A DATE DURRRR" Kylie shakes her head.
You turn back to Rami and he slowly starts nodding.
"Yeah, we should. We can talk more about purses." He giggles.
"I would like that." You smile.
AND BAM YOU GET HIS NUMBER AND YALL TWO GO ON A DATE AND THEN 2 YEARS LATER HAPPILY MARRIED WITH TWO CHILDREN NAMED BOBBY AND NANCY.
