“Not that one.”
I growled, rolled my eyes and threw the three dresses I had in my hand on the bed.
“Really …?” I asked and thought briefly about smacking myself upside the head.
“Don’t even think about that, you’ll give me a concussion!” my brain said.
I fell down on the bed, back first and groaned.
“It’s hard enough to chose clothes for a date as it is, but with you two nags it is literally impossible!” I said.
“Virtually”, my brain said.
“Literally”, my body answered and refused to let me get up again. “See? I win.”
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