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"Yeah I know." Kyle laughed. "Well at least he's not going to have to deal with me and her happening... mostly because we hate each other now." Kyle took another sip of his coffee. "So you never know. I'll coach him and see what happens. Maybe even let him see the book."
Kyle grinned. "No one ever tried to use it on you, so how would you know?" Kyle asked Carey before turning to Ashley. "Come on Ash, that's who I am. You know that."
"Like I said, how do you know?" Kyle asked as he flipped a flask into his fingers and tipped a few drops of something into his coffee. "You can't know Carey. And you never will."
Chloe was bending down into the mirror finshing her makeup. After the last bit of blush she smiled and walked out. She was wearing a cream drape dress that finished above her knees and a small skinny brown belt. She wore brown gladiator wedges on her feet an a cream oversized bag. Her sunglasses were on her head as her hair was let fully down.
"Later guys, going shopping finally" she said as she noticed everyone was downstairs.
"No, the point here is that you won't admit how perfect the book is." Kyle chuckled before taking a sip of his Irish coffee. "And yes, I do agree with you on the fact that he didn't exactly pick well." Kyle said, not even acknowledging the fact that Chloe had left.
"What train?" Kyle asked. "Why the fuck are we taking a train?" He asked quickly. "I'm carrying around a credit card with no spending limit and you want us to take a train?"
"Yeah let Mr Ego pay for it" she said not looking at them as she walked out flashing her credit card at them aswell, knowing it would be a classic trick of boys to impress people with money.
Feeling cold in the snow in her short dress, Chloe didn't mind. It was 20 second walk to the fashion arena where Snowpoint Fashion Week was taking place and it would be warm inside. She enetered the arena whilst she covered her eyes with the sunglasses.
"Operation Shop till I drop commence" she grinned and ran into shops full of clothes.
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