/-Scarlett-/
I checked the clothes with worry. How on earth am I supposed to wear these? I smacked my temple with a groan. Why did I trust Mona's fashion sense?
"You look like I killed your cat, which I would anyway if you had one", Mona said, and I furrowed my brows.
"You hate cats?", I asked, earning an eye roll.
"That is not the point. These clothes are just perfect for you. Besides, I've seen you dress in worse. You're complaining just because I'm not your stylist".
"I don't know what card you're trying'na play on me, but these clothes scream hoe. I don't wanna walk into a room and have everybody thinking touch and pay", I stated.
" You act like you switched bodies with an ancestor. You wear these all the time, like literally all the time. Come on, try it on and complain later",
