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“Of fūcking course!” She hugged me tightly.
Why was she so excited? I have no clue. Should I worry that she may be just as crazy as her brother? Probably. Do I give a shīt at this moment? No.
“Shīt,” she muttered.
“What?” I asked with brows furrowed.
“Please don’t change your mind,” I prayed silently to myself.
“You can’t go anywhere dressed like that!” She pointed as she shook her head.
Jeans and a baggy shirt weren’t so bad, right? How the hell would I know anyway if I had never been to a party? Well, not like I’m actually attending one.
“I don’t have anything else,” I shrugged.
She looked down at my body before pulling my hand. “You look like you are my size. You can just borrow something from my closet,” she whispered over her shoulder.
Oh, no. Her clothes were
