" What about this one? ," A tall pretty girl is tapping her feet almost impatiently, calling attention to a bunch of sun kissed roses to her friend. She whipped around after squinting questioningly and snickering on a card attached to a huge floral arrangements, hideously adorned with multi colored flowers. " Hurmph. Yellow roses are too blah ." The petite girl waved her fingers airily. Her friend looked exasperated. " Why.. we had been in this shop, not to mention countless other before this for hours..! ", she almost wailed. She checked herself and turned her voice into a whine.. " I am dying of hunger. My legs just might buckle down if I don't shove something down my throat soon. I don't care. This shop is just as good as any other. You are choosing your damn flower now. I can't see any difference what it would.... " Her impatient tone trailing off and her sentence left unfinished. The petite girl are fingering a beautiful red rose...
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