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there's a pep in her step and venom dripping from bubble gum lips. [break][break]

she had a date, until it was cancelled. nothing that was in her power, of course - nothing that she couldn't work around. it wasn't her fault that their idea wasn't as great as the fun day out with another man, and it's not her fault that her fickle mind decided on trying on second hand clothes. [break][break]

she's never done it before, mind. when you're surrounded by designer clothing, brands and luxury, you tend to forget about the simple things in life - like clothing that's already been worn by others. while this isn't ai lien's usual cup of tea, she's open to exploring - and the person who hit up her dms seemed laid back enough. [break][break]

besides, her ex-date understood. she was a busy woman, and a few sweet words can excuse her. [break][break]

her "date" is so easily spotted in the crowd, and she's quick to wear a cheery, sweet smile to candied lips. her neat locks of rosy pink and bright gaze of a lime-like hue glow, in an almost jarring contrast to her companion. "hey! super sorry, the bus was a tiny bit late." she chuckles with feigned anxiety so real, it may as well be.[break][break]

"hmm.." she hums now, fingers tucked beneath the draping sleeves of a cardigan that sits just below her elbows. it's a quaint store, and not something that she'd go to, honestly. "nope, never been here before" she chimes, still, with the tilt of her head. "wanna give me a lil tour of the place?"

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