Waiting at the Mall
A couple of days ago, my sister called me up and told me that she was going to be running late. We were supposed to meet at the mall about twenty minutes before she called. I had been waiting there for a while, so I asked her why she was late. She told me that she had been waiting at the store to pick up her vaginal yeast infection treatment. I told her that it wasn’t a big problem, I just wanted to be able to do a bit of shopping before all of the stores were closed for the day.
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