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LOOK AT ALL THOSE CHICKENS

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CHAPTER FOUR - LOOK AT ALL THOSE CHICKENS

[ NOT FULLY EDITED ]

your name/ first person POV

"SATURDAY 12 : 53 pm"

Today was the day Eren and I were gonna meet for the "date." Eren messaged me late at night letting me know he was gonna pick me up from my house at around 2 o'clock. I wasn't sure of the "date" idea he planned out or where he was gonna drive us out. The whole situation itself made it difficult to find an outfit that made me look like a runway model, yet was comfy to wear.

Out of all the places in the world, where could Eren be taking me?

I glanced at the clock on my wall, my eyes watching the seconds walk away into the past.

I'm just wasting my own time by over thinking everything. "I shouldn't care too much about an outfit," I told myself in an unsure tone. I repeated those lines to  myself, making sure they stuck like glue, but deep down I knew I cared too much and wasn't ashamed about caring.

I Scattered through pile after pile till I eventually sorted my clothes into a 'maybe I'll wear section.'

I picked up my phone, dialing Ciara's number. Hopefully, Ciara, my best friend who has the best fashion sense in the world according to herself , can cast the final decision.

Let's just pray to the lord Ciara doesn't dress me up like a stripper.

[ outfit choices ! ]