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SEPTEMBER 22ND, 2020 BROOKLYN, NY
"SHOULD I GET HIM THESE SHOES, or both? I don't know." Miami shook her head as she looked between the two. "This is all so stressful."
"Look over here." Taylor commended as she snapped a picture of Miami in her zone.
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"You're so pretty." She coo'ed as she examined the picture.
Miami simply shook her head before bringing her attention back to the shelf. The twins birthday was slowly approaching and to say that she was overwhelmed, was an understatement. She had brought her sister; Taylor along to help with some of the shopping but she wasn't being of much help, and was only annoying Miami to say the least.
"So have you thought about what I asked you?" Taylor looked up from her phone.
"Yes." Miami nodded. "And I can't do that. I'm a grown ass woman, like maybe if you've asked me this if I was still in high school... I would've said yes. Now—I'm just too old to be in a music video, smoking, and throwing my ass all over the screen."
