::PROD::
"It's almost time" I said "and everything is almost ready."
"You ok?" I must have been off into space again.
"Yea Roc, I'm fine."
A half smile appeared on his face, "Yn?"
"Yn."
"It's going to be perfect, just stick with what we talked about."
I sighed. "Ok but if anything goes wrong I'm blaming you!"
He laughed. "Iight man. I'll be back at 8. I have to go home and change."
We did our handshake and he left.
"Guess I should go change too huh?" I said aloud. "And stop talking to myself."
::YN::
"Eww...No...Nope."
Gabby sat down the 5th outfit she picked as I rejected yet another one of Izzy's. She sighed in frustration.
"I understand why you would turn down all Izzy's picks but I am the QUEEN of fashion!!" She continued, ignoring Izzy's death glare. " I am trying my best but there isn't much to work with here!"
"Not my fault, " I replied calmly, with a slight shrug "mom sold all my best clothes and left me with the duds." I thought back to the struggle the night before she left. She wouldn't tell me why she was selling my stuff. I had to practically snatch my Beats from her.
Iz plopped down on my bed, completely uninterested. Gabby thought for a minute then grabbed my hand. She pulled me down the hallway to Dria's room. Music was flowing from the room.
She knocked hard 3 times. The music stopped and the door opened just enough for her well make -uped eye to see who was on the other side. She spotted us opening the door wider.
"Good. I thought you were Chres."
Looking beyond her I saw she already Dria-fied her room. Posters, closet already half full, and clothes piled in the corner.
Yep, It's Dria's now!
"She needs clothes help, SERIOUS help." Gabby informed her. Dria gave me a confused look.
"Mom sold a lot of my stuff to fund her mid-life crisis."
Her expression turned sympathetic "AIright we have two hours until the party love."
She pulled me to her closet
"Leggo!".....
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