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Emery looked up, putting her phone up and nodding, noting there weren't any defects this time. "Looks good, you ready then?" She asked |
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' ' yeah, let me just go get changed. ' ' he went back into the dressing room, returning with his jacket and jeans, he walks to the counter, greeting a cashier ' ' good afternoon ma'am ' ' he commented to the cashier, the cashier nodded, making a comment, ' ' boyfreind and girlfreind? ' ' |
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Emery nodded at the cashier's comment, smiling softly. "Sure are," She commented, looking up at Eli. |
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his grin peaks through his lips, his hand finding hers, their fingers intertwine, he slowly circled her hand with his thumb, he payed, grabbing the bag and walking outwards. ' ' its 3:30, theres a nail salon not too far upstairs. ' ' he offered to pay for her nails to get done. |
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Emery considered it for a moment, looking at the current set she had, the absolutely most perfect french tips she had ever gotten in her life, the color simply just white, peak perfection. She declined his offer, shaking her head as she squeezed his hand. "I think i'll pass, just got the most perfect set of french tips i've ever seen."
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' ' whatever you want, princess. ' ' he smiled softly, ' ' anywhere else you wanna checkout? ' ' he walked with her , his hand never losing grip, it seemed he was afraid as if he'd let go, and she'd be gone. |
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She smiled when he called her princess, her shoulder brushing his as they continued walking, Emery considering his question. "Not that I can think of, anywhere you wanna go?"
The woman asked, looking up at him. |
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' ' hm... i need new cologne, prehaps you can choose one out for me, that you think smells good. ' ' he teased, nudging her slighty. he awaited her response as they contunied walking. |
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"Sounds like a plan, hate to say it but when it comes to men's fragrence selections, sometimes they're kinda wack." She mused, giggling lightly. |
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he smiles at her adorable giggle, he spotted a store "for him" " mabye some good ones in here.. " his brow raised, the walk in had a wiff of old men, and cigarretes. " seems... trusting." he said, sarcasm obvious. |
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