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“You know if you take a picture it’d last longer.” The woman spat out in annoyance to the stranger. Why the hell was she made to feel like a circus act for smoking on the street? She was just there minding her own business but this stranger was one of many to stare her down, no doubt in her mind that she was probably being judged on the cigarette between her fingers and the way she was dressed.

“Some people just really confuse me.” The woman confessed bitterly while her well manicured nails tapped against the table. “Everyone’s so worried all the damn time about what people think about them but that’s just fucking stupid. People need to learn life’s for living and the only persons opinion on you that matters is your own.”

“Oh please. Like you never snuck anything into one of my wash loads before.” Perhaps he had done it accidentally but she’d still found odd socks and tops mixed with her clothes. Back then she never much minded but now that he had gone and ruined her favourite dress she was going to burn anything of his she found mixed in with her clothing. With an annoyed huff she threw the once beautiful white summer dress at his chest, the fabric much too light to actually hurt him. “Who even owns red socks these days? Do you have no self respect?”

“Don’t give me that look. It’s fashion.” Or at least that was what it was supposed to be. Apparently these shades were all in style now but Boyoung wasn’t quite sure how she felt about them and the other didn’t seem to approve much of them either.