This part was deleted by YouTube and has been re-written from scratch using what limited memory of it that I possess.

You rub your eyes, yawning as you get out of bed, throw on some of your bsf's clothes and brush out your hair.

You hop in the car, heading to the nearest mall. As you ride, you check your phone. A hundred missed calls and texts from the bastard, as expected. You screenshot everything for evidence and block him on everything, keeping your phone on silent.

You pull up to the mall and head inside, shopping until your feet hurt.

"Bsf, come onnnnn! I'm exhausted!"

"Please, y/n, just this one last store! You'll look amazing in some of these outfits!"

"Fineee." You roll your eyes as your bsf drags you into the store via your wrist. They pick out a few outfits and you head into the dressing room, trying each one on.

The first one is a short orange sundress reaching about to your mid thigh. You walk out of the dressing room and shake your head. Your best friend agrees, shooing you back into the room to find a better fit.

You try on the next dress, a light-blue wrap dress that falls just below your knees. It's comfy, but you feel like something out of a magazine, and not in a good way. You step out of the room and your bsf looks delighted.

"Y/n, that's so cute on you! Oh my gosh!"

"I guess, it just feels so... not me?" They nod, and you head back to your room to try on the next outfit.

You pull on the final outfit and immediately, it feels right. It hugs your curves and compliments your skin. You do a little twirl, grinning at the mirror.

You step out of the dressing room and your bsf jumps up, clapping their hands rapidly.

"Oh, My, GOSH! Y/n, you look fucking stunning, girl! You could slice a man down with a single look!"

You laugh, striking a pose that makes you both devolve into a giggling fit.

"I think we both agree this is the one, right?"

"Is it even a question, Of course!"

You head back to the car with your new wardrobe, packing everything into your new suitcase and grabbing all of your copied documents from your friend's safe. You didn't think you would ever need them, but it looks like you were right this time.

You head to bed, pulling on a new set of freshly washed pajamas and falling asleep.