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❝   yeah,   maybe if i shop from the bargain bin.      _{but there is no way i’d be caught dead in polyester.   ❞   nose scrunches up,  the kindling of her distaste plainly written and unashamed.   it could be worse ——-    at least,  that’s what she’s been trying to convince herself of.  the effect of the mantra has yet to kick in.   to most,  she is spoiled and entitled and greedy.   for her,  money and materialistic things are all she has   /   all she knows.  without them,   it’s hollowing.} 

_{❝   maybe i just won’t go.   it’s not like i have a date anyway.   ❞}

_{❛    there’s no way you’d be caught dead shopping from the bargain bin.    ❜     she retorted with a slight scoff  ,  brows raising in disbelief.   it was very hard to picture brooke sorting through anything that’s already been touched by someone else.   let alone anything that has been used.  while accustomed to the same wealthy lifestyle   ,  materialism was not as much as an importance to her.  not when it just left an emptiness where something else should be instead.}   

_{❛      what?  no  ,  you can’t bail.  besides isn’t it like your PRESIDENTAL DUTY to show up at these things?  no one’s gonna care if you just go stag.    ❜      also   ,  there was no way spencer was going to be left alone while all their underaged friends drunk themselves into oblivion.}