"Okay, maybe not this." Gracie replies to Sira as she shows her chosen shirt. "Ugh, you have so many shirts already. And I swear to God, another black top you pick and you will see my rage." Gracie complains. Sira giggles at her friend's whining before showing her another choice. "Well, your decision to take me with you, not mine!" "Shut up! Let me find you something in pastel. You should flaunt that pale skin that you have, you sexy dumbass." Gracie mentions as her friend glares at her. "Who are you calling a dumbass, bitch?" Sira snaps back. The brunette smirks before raising her palms, "You, you sexy dumbass with that juicy booty." "Oh shut up, you are just another hot brunette chick with- oh shit!" Sira's complementary speech was halted as she abruptly clutched Gracie's forearm, before dragging her behind the cloth rack. "What the hell? What happened and ouch! It hurts!" "Shush! Look, it's Jason and Niall!" Sira yells in a whisper. Gracie mimics her large eyes, before cauti
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