"Faye, who is this? Is she your friend?"
Danielle turned her gaze to Clara.
Faye Townsend smiled, hooking her arm through Clara's: "Let me introduce you.
This is my friend, Clara.
Clara, these are my college friends, Zenia Yates and Danielle."
After the three greeted each other, Faye focused on the store: "Who's here to buy clothes?"
Danielle pointed at Zenia: "Zenia wants to buy!"
Faye gave a mischievous smile: "Zenia, the styles in this store are more suited for people in their thirties or forties.
Why dress yourself up so old-fashioned?
Or does your boyfriend like that style?"
"It's not like that, I just... I'm almost thirty."
"Oh, right, I forgot, you're a year older than me, not young anymore.
But even if we aren't young, our minds should stay young.
Right, Danielle?"
"That's right, Faye, you're absolutely right.
Zenia, look at Faye's clothes, so youthful and trendy.
You really don't know how to dress up."
Zenia felt a wave of frustration inside.
