Post by Tonya Marie on Aug 28, 2010 3:47:22 GMT -5
Blegghhh... The brunette let out a frustrated moan as she danced and wiggled her way into a pair of low rise Hollister jeans that were probably a size too small, but she was going to try anyway. Once she finally got them past her thighs, she tip-toed out of the dressing room to take a look in the grand, three sided mirror posted outside. She did a cute little twirl, and decided... Yep. Definitely waaayyy too small. She huffed, almost dissapointed. Her reign of size 0 to 1 jeans is over, she decided, so she changed back in, and left the dressing room.
Milling around the beach-house style store, she looked for the stand where she had gotten the jeans from, put them back, and grabbed the next size up. Deciding the pants would definitly fit her, and not wanting to go back into the dressing room, she just grabbed them and took them up to the cashier up front.
46.78, please. The cashier cooed, with an all too happy grin on her overly preppy, blonde mug.
Fuck my life Tonya thought to herself, forgetting how expensive jeans were getting nowadays... She twisted her lips and dug into her pockets, pulling out two twenties and a ten. She accepted her change, took her bag, and exited the suffocation-status, over perfumed store.
She paused outside to look around the mall, trying to find her next destination. She had given herself a 100 dollar spending limit today, considering she wasn't the richest truffle in the box, and she didnt even get paid until monday. So... where to spend the other sixty? Unsure of a exact destination, she began wandering about the mall, browsing stores and not finding anything particular. After about thirty minutes, she bought a pretzel, a drink, and sat down in the food court to eat, before sitting on a bench located in the mall.
Fuck. I need a cigarette. She muttered to herself, and sighed. Such a long walk, just to come back.. plus, it was cold outside. So deciding against the walk, she decided to relax her feet for a bit and stay on the bench.
It was odd coming to the mall by herself.. She was so used to being around her friends all the time, always having someone around. But moving out on her own showed her how lonely life really was. And still.. She usually gets hit on at malls alot, so it was weird not a person even tried to approach her. Oh well, im sure ill make friends at the stable.. She told herself, before pulling out her phone and browsing the web. Simba, her arabian, would'nt be brought to pinewood for another few days.. she was already starting to miss him...