"Good, cause I am prepared to cry if we meet a snobby salesperson who refuses to sell jeans to me cause I look trashy," she says. Not that they're planning to shop at Rodeo Drive or anything. She's just very good at crying right now, thanks to the hormones.
In the meantime, she's grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. "Smoothies first. I need an energy boost."
With one hand, Eddie grabs his keys and wallet from the little bowl they keep near the front door. The other hand reaches out for Buck's, threading their fingers together.
"Sounds good. Maybe if we're feeling up to it we can stop for lunch on the way back too."
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In the meantime, she's grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. "Smoothies first. I need an energy boost."
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"Sounds good. Maybe if we're feeling up to it we can stop for lunch on the way back too."