I walked to the car with calculated strides and opened the door.
I slid in the back seat and smiled briefly at Gladys who was looking all glammed up.
She had her hair packed in a sleek bun and her lips looked glossy. She had a few bags with her and at that point, I knew what it was.
"I— I don't think this is a good idea," j managed to say.
"Common girl!" She chuckled. "Everything about getting some fun is a good idea. I've told you that countless times Tiff."
"I know," I defended. "I just don't think—"
"That's enough," she sad cutting me off. She handed the shopping bag to me and I twitched my lips for a second.
"Trust me Tiff, it's fine."
I gave a small nod on response and looked at the content of the bag. I wasn't feeling okay with the whole plan but Gladys was full of fun and su
