Roxy snorts, peering out from behind Logan a little to look at the boyfriend mannequins, feeling the first flicker of anger at them.
"Something I should have told him....you mean like how it wasn't fair that he cheated on me? Like multiple times with multiple girls? Or how it wasn't fair that he constantly ogled my sister in front of me? Or that he would compare me to lingerie models and tell me, to my face, that I would be better looking if I just lost 5 fucking pounds?!"
She steps around Logan, her eyes looking over the entire floor of Grunge-like mannequins. She can almost hear his voice in her head.
"Calm down Rox....if you had a rack like Kat's then I'd be ogling you all the time!"
"Or maybe that I spent like 4 years of my life making excuses for him and how he treated me because I thought we were in love WHEN REALLY I WAS PROBABLY JUST THE ONLY PERSON WHO WOULD FUCK HIM BECAUSE I'M A FUCKING IDIOT?!"
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"Something I should have told him....you mean like how it wasn't fair that he cheated on me? Like multiple times with multiple girls? Or how it wasn't fair that he constantly ogled my sister in front of me? Or that he would compare me to lingerie models and tell me, to my face, that I would be better looking if I just lost 5 fucking pounds?!"
She steps around Logan, her eyes looking over the entire floor of Grunge-like mannequins. She can almost hear his voice in her head.
"Calm down Rox....if you had a rack like Kat's then I'd be ogling you all the time!"
"Or maybe that I spent like 4 years of my life making excuses for him and how he treated me because I thought we were in love WHEN REALLY I WAS PROBABLY JUST THE ONLY PERSON WHO WOULD FUCK HIM BECAUSE I'M A FUCKING IDIOT?!"