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Laura had decided to pick out her most decent-looking outfit, for what seemed like a date with a pal from her camaraderie, which she used to be so passionate about, back then in their Schooling system days.


Laura had flabby and frail thighs, arms and a severe double chin. She looked at her figure several times through her dressing mirror, just to be sure she looked good enough to even shower to join her friend, Collins at the newly opened Ice-cream shop.


Being with an old Classmate and bonding with him at an Ice-cream shop seemed like a pathetic fallacy, but she had no other option than obey.


"Wear something classy at least. He might be dressed in a Suit, even when he only plans to meet up with you at a mere Ice-cream shop," Her Friend and erstwhile Classmate, Rita spluttered on the phone, when Laura asked for advice.

"Listen to Rita. She's a man's woman. She has dated almost every guy around town, probably even Collins too," Another friend of Laura said, her big mouth growing bigger as those words oozed out of her mouth noisily.

"I will just wear this instead," Laura said to herself, picking out the pair of shiny denim trousers and a spotless shirt, perfect for the weather.


The Ice-cream shop wasn't mere at all, like Rita had predicted. It was palatial and very fancy. The workers were agile, swift and friendly, making Laura tip a few, even when the law of tipping a worker didn't apply in the Country. She smiled and waited patiently, after ordering her first round of Ice-cream, waiting for Collins to arrive.


It was usual for him to be late. It happened a lot of times before, even during his Grandfather's funeral and his surprise birthday party, making his Sister, Emma eat a large chunk of the cake, just before he had arrived.


"Laura, is this you?" Collins asked, his question stupid but still managed to bring a worthy smile to Laura's gleaming face. She nodded and they hugged, feeling the warmth of his leather clothing. She could feel Collins' eyes all over her, making her squirm uncomfortably.


"You look ..." He wanted to say more, but she interjected quickly.

"You look really good, fat too," She teased him, making him flushed, in the most genteel manner.


Collins ordered yet another round of Ice-cream for both of them, as he hastily ate it and she watched him fight back a brain freeze. It was adorable talking about anything and everything, making her unruffled and unperturbed.


"It was really great doing this with you, Collins. Maybe we should do this some other time," She had rehearsed to say, after they had finished devouring their interminable Ice-cream rounds and looking into shiny eyeballs, willing to say anything passionate to one another.

"I would love to, Laura ..." Collins said, immediately she was heady enough to quip the words out of her head.

"But ..." Collins added slowly, making her heart skip. What was she thinking? Maybe he didn't like her and it was a mere date at a really banal Ice-cream shop. It couldn't have been something more, she thought.

"I'm chasing you but you're just not dressed properly for me to do so," Collins blurted out. It was the most unreasonable and swallow thing she had ever heard.

"What do you mean?" She asked, almost like a lyric to a golden oldie pop song.

"You aren't on Skirt. I only chase girls on Skirts. It's proper since I choose to wear Trousers instead," Collins had said finally, making her heart churn less.


Laura laughed out loud in the most hysterical way, making Collins laugh out loud as well. It was the most unforgettable thing she had heard and she had a frivolous idea to get rid of all of her Trousers, even the one currently on her skin.

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