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“Now remember: no peeking,” Haru chirped in Ann’s ear, her hands over Ann’s eyes.
“You’re not taking me to some weird underground sex dungeon, are you?” Ann wondered.
“Never on a first date,” Haru giggled. “Surprise!”
Ann opened her eyes and her heart thudded in her chest.
Haru’s walk-in closet was a sight to behold, filled to bursting with designer clothes. There were rows of shoes laid out on knee-high racks; a forest of scarves festooning the walls like climbing ivy; and a rack of color-coded dresses formed a rainbow displayed along the far wall.
Ann stared at the sea of color with stars in her eyes, at a loss for words.
“We’re not quite the same size,” Haru said quickly, taking Ann’s silence for disappointment. “You’re a lot taller and, ah, narrower than I am. But anything that fits is yours to borrow. N-Not that you need designer labels to look good! You look fantastic no matter what. Honestly, Ann, you’d look amazing in a burlap sack-”
“Marry me,” Ann blurted out.
Haru blinked. “What?”
“I- I mean, help me… carry… these…?” Ann said, while Haru giggled, a hand to her mouth.
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