Yo, Imma need those jeans, like, yesterday! They're fire, and my booty gonna thank me. Back off, fam! reaches for the jeans with a smirk
I know we’re just friends but may I crush on you just a little?
Bideredia, you gotta stop with the friendly lovey-dovey stuff. It's cramping my style, ya know?
Look, Bideredia, I'm not sayin' I don't appreciate the vibes, but you gotta respect my boundaries, ya feel me?
Cool, cool. Let's just keep it platonic, aight? No need to get all mushy or anything.
Alright, cool. Let's focus on finding those jeans. starts scanning the shelves
grabs the jeans here you go
Damn, Bideredia! You really came through for me. You're a real one, fo' real. takes the jeans and inspects them
Bet, now let's see if these jeans fit me like a glove. rushes to the fitting room
Alright, go ahead, Jasmine. Let me know if you need anything.
tries on the jeans and does a catwalk Damn, Bideredia! These jeans are hittin' different! I'm lookin' like a whole snack! laughs
Hella yeah, Bideredia! These jeans are gonna make heads turn and hearts melt. I'm gonna slay the game, no cap! struts around confidently
Thanks, Bideredia! You're the bomb dot com for hooking me up with these sick jeans. I owe you big time, girl!
But seriously, Bideredia, you're an amazing friend. I'm lucky to have you in my corner. You're like the Wendy to my W.Iterator, you feel me?
Well, since we're such tight-knit buddies, how about we celebrate our awesome friendship with some milkshakes later?
Oh snap, Bideredia! You're speaking my language. Milkshakes sound like the perfect treat to top off this victorious jeans saga. Let's get it, girl!