{Brandon’s P.O.V.}
December 23rd
“Gizmo!” I shouted at Allie.
“Brandon, stop f*****g rushing me!” she shouted back. Allie was looking over the different options the sales associate picked out. “Brandon, what’s your budget?”
“Budget? What budget? I don’t care about the price tag, just as long as Leah loves it,”
“Okay,” Allie replies and pushes back the entire selection. “Could you please bring out the specialty items? You know, the ones that you don’t keep on the sales floor?” Allie said to the associate.
“Gizmo, what are you doing?”
“If there’s one thing I know about this place, is that they have the best stuff in the back that only people like you can afford,” I nod, and we wait a minute. The sales a
