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Her long hair danced across her back with every smooth movement she made as she helped a few girls pick out cute outfits as they were being incredibly indecisive and testing her patience. But of course she would NEVER show it. A sweet smile on her face, a lacy crop top which definitely wasn't the most modest, but as she said “hey, I’m wearing a shirt aren't i?” With an attitude. Everyone gave up arguing with her.
Tight ripped jeans gripped around her thighs and calves and her heeled boots clacked on the slick checkered tile floor with every step she took. Turning around to the door opening she spotted a man she recognized.
“Hunted me down huh?” She sauntered over to him, leaning over the counter with a smile. “Am i that irresistible to you?” She asked with flirtatious way about her already, her pink hair falling over her shoulder covering her cleavage. Well, as much as it could.