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fuss, then I would’ve known that I shouldn’t be going out with this guy after all.
    When I left the bathroom Suzette had seven different outfits sprawled out on the bed. I could feel a montage coming on; like in all our favorite old 80’s movies. “Alright, I have picked out the best of the clothes you brought, paired them with an array of shoes and purses. So start trying them on and we’ll see which one is best,” Suzette commanded. She has always loved to use me as her Barbie doll.
    “Suze, do I really have to try them ALL on? Can’t we just pick one from the pile? I don’t need to be perfect. You’re just wearing a nice cotton sundress… why can’t I wear one of mine?” I pleaded with her, but she wasn’t backing down.
    “ Sweety, I have Adam... I don’t need to get all gussied up every time we go out. He knows what he’s got.”
    “Hey…” Adam shouted from the other room, a hint of pain in his voice.
    “Oh hush darling, you know what I mean. Now, go try this one first.” She handed me a silver sequenced dress that barely covered my lower half, way too skimpy for a first date… but I did as I was told.
    We narrowed it down to two outfits. The first was a very short dress, wine colored, with a delicate pattern woven into it like vines or leaves which were sheer so my pale skin showed through it. The sleeves were long and reached down to my wrists, but the top cut straight across and draped off my shoulders; leaving them exposed. She paired it with black strappy heels that tied up to my ankle.
    The second was an oversized flowing shirt dress with an ornate pattern of different blues, yellows, and blacks. The dress was sleeveless, and the neck line deep, deep enough to show what little cleavage I had. Then on top of the dress she draped a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up, and gave me a chunky silver bracelet to match the silver and black clutch. The shoes were my favorite part. They were black ankle boots that folded over the edges and zipped up the sides: much more comfortable then the strappy sandals.
    “Well,” she started. “My vote goes for outfit number two. Definitely outfit number two. It’s so hot… and so… you!”
    “I agree, I feel comfortable yet daring. Plus, I’m not changing again. So this settles it.” And just as I finished my sentence there was a knock at the door. I looked at the brass clock on the wall and it read eight-fifteen. “Oh crap! I’m late!” I scrambled to get my things into the new clutch and I raced out of the room like a bullet out of a gun, but there he was standing in the foyer; looking overwhelmingly handsome in his dark jeans, a black and white horizontal striped t-shirt, and a quarter sleeved gray blazer. He was wearing his thick black glasses and a grey and black fedora; it was all very Justin Timberlake. He looked amazing, especially standing next to Adam who just threw on his baggy jeans and a plain white tee that Suzette promptly covered with a dark red button down shirt. He gave her a puzzled look but ultimately decided to go with it.
    “I waited in the lobby for a bit, but I was worried you may have forgotten me. So I charmed the bloke at the check-in and he gave me your room number. I hope that’s not over stepping my boundaries.”  He spoke with such poise. His speech was classy and charming, and I was so in love with it.
    “I’m so sorry, I lost track of time, and Suzette kept making me try on all these outfits and I… um, this is Suzette and Adam.” I was embarrassed and began to ramble. Then I remembered I had to mention they were joining us. “Look, um… is it okay if they join us? It’s just, well, I mean…” but I couldn’t find my words and I totally stumbled. Adam and Suzette stared at me like I was a dunce, but Simon caught me.
    “I understand, strange lad, strange town, lots of bad things could happen. I could be tempting you with my wit and good looks to steal ya and sell you on the black market.” Adam