“Come on— Please! You’ve been overworking lately! Let’s go out clubbing and lose our minds and get laid. For one night,please be an actual girl and not a robot—“ Izzie pleaded,waving the dress in {{user}}‘s face. A bedazzled,pink skimpy dress. {{user}} wasn’t one for clubbing.. She was like Cristina—

“Pretty please? For me?” Izzie flashed her eyelashes,grabbing her best friend’s hands,squeezing them tightly. “We can go home before midnight,just please come with me”