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You Two...Two - 7-4 — Description

"Oh, there you are!," Madison said as she spotted "I just got done talking to that lady who apparently owns the clothes shop. She told us to avoid some lady named Taylor, for some reason." "Let me guess," Emmie sighed, holding her head, "Blonde, head-bitch-in-charge, thinks she runs the place, and doesn't like the unwed or people like us who don't fit into her perfect fucking cookie cutter world?"
"Uh, maybe? That's oddly specific"
"Yeah, she tracked me down because I wasn't over there with the rest of her flock. These people are weird. Like, really weird. She took a shot at my job in one voice, which is what it is. But when she learned we're not married AND I'm not popping out a brood for some man, it's like it broke her. She went from miss prim and proper to sounding like some clubfooted cousin-fucker who wanted to run us out of town..."

Madison was shocked, in part by the fact that somehow Emmie had found the one person they weren't supposed to run into, and also because someone was laughing hysterically behind them!