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The #1 Hot Stop
How would you handle these sticky situations? Follow the links to send a response and later read what other More Couture readers responded.
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Imagine this:
You and your best friend are stifling through the sale racks in some cute shop at the local mall. While you're examining a pretty hot halter, your BFF nudges you and points. Strutting past the shop is one of your close gal pals. You hadn't seen her in a few months and you instantly remember your inside joke you two had titled 'the quick whip' which was basically a silly greeting by smacking your friend's butt as hard as you could. Without a moment's hesitation, you run toward her. Reeling back, you slap your hand across her butt so hard your palm tingles. Your friend screeches and turns around and, oh-ehm-gee, it's not your friend! The girl looks at you in disgust, her jaw dropped. Your heart drops as she reaches for something in her purse...
Whoa!
How do you handle this sticky situation and what exactly do you think this girl is toting in her purse?
- TWO -
Imagine:
You moved to a new city a few months earlier but when you heard your hometown was having a huge festival, you get your mom's permission to take the car and celebrate with your old friends. The festival is more than you expected, bigger than any they've hosted before, and you're instantly mobbed by old friends. While chatting with your friends from elementary, you notice one of your exes waltzing toward you head-on. You haven't talked to him since he publicly insisted that you cheated on him (and you totally didn't!). One of your old pals nudges you and points to the left of you. You turn to see another ex walking toward you with a huge smirk on his face. He was the total man's-man boyfriend you had dumped within a week and just the site of him--and his totally gorgeous dimples--makes you turn red. Your friend goes wide-eyed and turns you to the right where yet another ex-BF is making his way toward you. Your relationship between him was on and off, getting together, breaking up, same old, same old. Your yoyo relationship was stressed enough until you found out he had set up camp on your porch which had totally set the creepy level to max. But here they were, all three of the exes, marching toward you to say who knows what!
Duck and cover?
What do you do?