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"No!" Tatum replied quickly, looking momentarily offended for only about half a second, before restraining herself back to that look of pathetic obedience. It was the default look she usually had around Amber, really. "I mean, I.. don't think she hates me. She might, but I.. I don't know. She doesn't say so."
When Amber mentioned shopping, Tatum managed a weak little smile, nodding a bit in response. If there was one thing Amber liked to rip on her for, it was definitely the clothes. At least she wasn't being as mean about the dress as she usually was about the rest of her wardrobe.
"M-Moisturizer? Uh, I.. I don't know. Whatever, I guess?" she managed, feeling her cheeks flushing. She tried to think of a brand, something she had seen Frankie or Sera use, anything to just give a proper answer, but she was coming up blank. "The, uhm.. regular kind?"
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