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87. Plaid
Some weekend or something in 6th year. Amy belongs to city_girl_95
“Do you own anything other than plaid?” Amy asked, as they sat under a large tree near the lake.
“What’s wrong with plaid?” Everett asked, confused.
“Nothing, except you overuse the rolled up sleeves, plaid shirt look. Why don’t you ever wear something different?”
Everett glared at Amy. “Stop hating on my look. It isn’t that bad.”
“Everett, you wear plaid whenever you aren’t in uniform. You have no sense of style.” Amy replied.
“No sense of style? When did we start talking about you?” He said, regretting it a moment later when a hand made contact with his face.
SMACK!
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