Continued..."Yo behbey you gotta try dese on, yuh'll look so damn good." The mechanic insisted, thrusting a pair of leather pants in her face.
(A/N: Can't tell me the Queen wouldn't eat these up 😩)
They were currently perusing YSL, since Robyn had been informed — by Chance, of course — of the latest drop, and just had to check it out. Though she had showed no signs of restlessness from hitting all the stores that Bey wanted to, even finding things for herself here and there, the southerner thought she'd reward the teen's patience with a couple trips to the stores that Robyn wanted to shop in.
And it was by far her favorite decision, seeing the Barbadian's eyes light up every couple seconds was a bit of a treat for her, reluctant as she was to admit. She knew she'd regret thinking this later, but seeing Robyn happy, made her happy.
The younger woman had selected quite a bit of pieces to try on. But Beyoncé supposed she should have assumed the girl would somehow start picking out shit for her instead. And the latest selection left the surgeon just a little perturbed.
"Okay, where would I even wear those hot ass pants in the state of Texas, Robyn? And more importantly, why?"
"I jus tol yuh why; yuh gon' look fucken scrumptious, bae. Come on, jus lemme see yuh innem pleeease?" The young adult pleaded, extending her 'please' until Bey finally gave in.
"Okay damn, as long as you quiet the hell down." She demanded as she snatched the bottoms from the girl.
"Yes ma'am." The Bajan obeyed, following her over to where the fitting rooms were located.
When they'd arrived at one, the doctor went to close the door, but found that something was prohibiting her from doing so. Or rather someone.
"Uh-, where you think you're goin'?"
"Whea' it look like I'm goin'? Mi wan' see 'ow de pants look." The brunette replied, looking genuinely confused.
"Girl if you don't back yo ass up 'fore I slap you..." The southerner retorted, pushing the eager mechanic out of the room, "and don't be tryna peek under the door either!"
"Now 'ow de hell I'ma do dat if it go down tuh de floor?" The smart aleck fired back, leaning against the opposite wall to wait.
"I know your lil eager ass would find a way."
The teen shook her head, even though it was mostly true, she still couldn't believe Bey would think so lowly of her.
The sound of shuffling was heard as the islander patiently stood outside. She pulled out her phone to occupy her for the time being. Seeing a new message from Teyana had her instantly rolling her eyes.
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