My best friend Magda called me. "Indy. Im inviting you to my birthday party. Its a concert. Meet me at my house later okay."
"Okay."
I was wearing a black and white skirt, white tanktop, and black slipons.
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"Oh no, no, no. Sweet child, if you wear that where were going, they'll tear you apart." She opened her closet. "Have at it."
"But its all black..."
"Exactly. Now pick something before i pick it for you."
I must have spent too long because she decided i was wearing black jeans, a band shirt, and black converse.
It didn't seem all that bad.

Until the meet and greet that is.