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**Friday, classes are over for the day and all you can see is a group of three friends walk into a store, the first letter of the store being capitalized colored blue "P"**
"Man, I'm not going in that store, it sucks!"
"Shut up, it has cool yet cheap clothes, come on man, you don't need the blazer now. Focus on what you need, some warm coat or something dude."
"Fine, whatever."
"Hey, this one looks really cool you know?"
**The last one speaking picks up a hoodie, handing it to him with a smile.**
"I don't need this..."
"Yes you do, now try it on!"
**He picks up the hoodie, sliding it in his torso before his arms fit in the sleeves. He walks over to a mirror, posing to himself as he admires the quality of the clothing.**
"It's actually cool you know, damn. Let me try some more clothes bro!"
**A riddle on to find his best suiting clothing, from pants to hoodies to sweatshirts, all came in the bag onto the change room.**
"Close it off, what the fuck man?! Everyone is walking by and staring at me, CLOSE IT."
"Relax, the ladies are just checking you out, pahah!"
**The angry guy rushes up to the curtains, shutting them closed as he sighs, continuing to pull his jeans up as he checks on the price-tag**
"Damn, this cheap. Francis, don't do that shit again though, okay? It really freaks me off because people pass by and I was on my underwear! What a cunt...
Thanks for helping me choose clothes either way."
"You're fine, the only thing that could happen is having a girl check out your "body" out, **laughing out loud**"
"Ahh fuck off, I know I'm slim already, don't need to remind me that..."
**He pulls off his pants, trying a new set of pants, he once again admires himself on the mirror before taking them off and his T-shirt, trying out what seems to be an shirt**
"I love these shirts so much, makes me look fancy as hell, you know."
**The curtains are once more opened, he flinches as he eyes the opening scene, where it seems a group of women pass by, glancing back at him. His face goes full red of both anger and of ashame, turning to his friends**
"She liked your ass, that's for sure man. I mean, jesus christ, she just stared you down. **Francis laughs once more before the curtains are again closed off for good.**
"I... I fucking hate you two. What are you doing? ARE YOU FILMING MAN, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
**A struggle is given onto the phone, the three friends fight for it as he eyes the pictures being leaked onto Instagram, his faith doomed alongside his once normal life, now an embarassing one.**
The end.
"Man, I'm not going in that store, it sucks!"
"Shut up, it has cool yet cheap clothes, come on man, you don't need the blazer now. Focus on what you need, some warm coat or something dude."
"Fine, whatever."
"Hey, this one looks really cool you know?"
**The last one speaking picks up a hoodie, handing it to him with a smile.**
"I don't need this..."
"Yes you do, now try it on!"
**He picks up the hoodie, sliding it in his torso before his arms fit in the sleeves. He walks over to a mirror, posing to himself as he admires the quality of the clothing.**
"It's actually cool you know, damn. Let me try some more clothes bro!"
**A riddle on to find his best suiting clothing, from pants to hoodies to sweatshirts, all came in the bag onto the change room.**
"Close it off, what the fuck man?! Everyone is walking by and staring at me, CLOSE IT."
"Relax, the ladies are just checking you out, pahah!"
**The angry guy rushes up to the curtains, shutting them closed as he sighs, continuing to pull his jeans up as he checks on the price-tag**
"Damn, this cheap. Francis, don't do that shit again though, okay? It really freaks me off because people pass by and I was on my underwear! What a cunt...
Thanks for helping me choose clothes either way."
"You're fine, the only thing that could happen is having a girl check out your "body" out, **laughing out loud**"
"Ahh fuck off, I know I'm slim already, don't need to remind me that..."
**He pulls off his pants, trying a new set of pants, he once again admires himself on the mirror before taking them off and his T-shirt, trying out what seems to be an shirt**
"I love these shirts so much, makes me look fancy as hell, you know."
**The curtains are once more opened, he flinches as he eyes the opening scene, where it seems a group of women pass by, glancing back at him. His face goes full red of both anger and of ashame, turning to his friends**
"She liked your ass, that's for sure man. I mean, jesus christ, she just stared you down. **Francis laughs once more before the curtains are again closed off for good.**
"I... I fucking hate you two. What are you doing? ARE YOU FILMING MAN, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
**A struggle is given onto the phone, the three friends fight for it as he eyes the pictures being leaked onto Instagram, his faith doomed alongside his once normal life, now an embarassing one.**
The end.
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