January 25, 2003

Heather invited you to the mall with her. Of course you brought your own money, what kind of friend would you be?Anyways, she greeted you by the doors with a smile as she turned around and began walking through the mall’s halls.

Her boots echoing off the marble floors, the sounds of people chattering staying consistent like the glow of the lights above. She looked through the various stores, and before you knew it—both of you had multiple bags around your arms full of clothes and accessories you both liked.

“Oh wow, what is that place?”

She asked as she noticed a cool looking clothing store, she beckoned you to follow her as she walked in and looked around. She pointed behind you at a shelf as she said.

“Woah, you should totally get that.”