Alecia pushed the glass door open and stepped out of the mall, the morning cool air hitting her as she adjusted the shopping bags in her hands. She had two—one in each hand—while her friends, Vanessa and Kim, carried their own, all of them filled with new clothes, shoes, and whatever else they had convinced themselves they needed.
“This was a good shop,” Kim said, balancing her bags as they walked across the parking lot. “I needed this after the rough week I had.”
Vanessa scoffed. “The week you had? I’m the one f*****g overtime just to afford a dress for this party. My husband now thinks i'm a w***e now or something”
Alecia let out a small laugh as they reached her car. She unlocked it, and they all moved to the trunk, placing their bags inside one by one. The conversation soon flowed i
