"I want everything on the racks from the start of this end to the other," I pointed in one of those typical VIP stores I went with Luke.
I initiated my next plan of trying to spend enough money to get Luke to despise me. If plan a with physical contact didn't work, then plan b it was.
I was sure that one piece of clothing would likely be the yearly salary of a middle-class family. This was one of Luke's favourite shops that he went often with unfortunately me. I used to stand back while Luke chose both of our clothes, but I would be more active today.
Luke did overall possess good taste in fashion. Maybe it was because he was used to wearing the finest articles of clothing available to him.
"It's fine, just get us everything on that other end," Luke dominated my order to the staff.
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