After getting her super- sweet ultra light Caramel Macchiato, Hillary found herself walking towards that same clothing store. And as luck would have it, she noticed the girl from yesterday, looking at similar clothes.
“Okay… no need to act coy. As long as I focus… I should be able to make her realize what she’s missing.” Hillary said to herself, licking her lips.
Hillary walked up next to her. “Hey, that’s a cute top.” she said. The girl looked at her; suddenly, Hillary could hear a thought - the girl’s thought.
“Who is this lady and why is she bothering me?”
Hillary focused, and the thought jumbled itself and became something entirely new.
“Wow, this lady’s hot. I wish I looked like her. Maybe she can help me look sexy.”
The girl seemed to rub her temples for a second before looking back at Hillary.
“Thanks! What do you think would go with this?” She asked.
“Well, I could give you some pointers, but I could really help you if you came back to my place. How about tonight? Oh, I’m Hillary by the way.” Hillary said, extending her hand.
“Go to her place? Why would I want to go to some random lady’s place?”
Hillary focused once again.
“I need to go! Hillary’s so hot! She’ll know how to fix me for sure!”
The girl accepted Hillary’s handshake.
“I’m Dakota. Where do you want me to meet you?” She said.
Hillary and Dakota discussed for a bit, going over the address, giving each other phone numbers, that kind of thing.
As Hillary walked away, she knew her plan was in motion.