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“So then he messaged me and was all like Netflix and Chill, and I was like, nooooo way Jose.”
Dawn smacked her gum, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder. Sophie examined her friend and coworker for a moment, admiring her smooth cocoa skin and impeccable dress. Dawn was always done up to the nines, makeup and nails and hair perfectly matching the outfit of the day.
Sophie looked down at her own thrice-worn jeans and wrinkled ivory silk top and sighed. Dawn always outclassed Sophie in the having-her-s**t-together department, but today Sophie was practically slumming it. She hadn’t been out in the sun since midsummer, so she’d completely lost her tan. Her long blonde hair was a wild mess of unbridled waves, and her nails… well, it was better not to get into the finer points. It wasn’
