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NTFiction1yrCommentedSooo... I copied and pasted from Google docs and realized italics don't show on Webnovel! This might make certain thoughts confusing, so please, if you come upon first person narrative, know it's Juniper's thoughts! :)
Why do I need longer skirts, anyways, she thought to herself as she wiped down the bar-top and dodged the prying gazes of those who still cackled. Sure, I could afford them… if I wanted to chop my gratuities in half and feed them to the birds or something all the same. Maybe I could please Mama by sealing myself into something with buttons and pleats. Oh, but pocket basins sell clothes for Betty's at those corner boutiques with jacked up prices, don't they? I'd sooner watch Hell freeze over than give one of those perfume-doused girlies the chance to order me out through a smile. The young miss was still mulling it over during close. Can't say I blame them. I've got that type of look, I guess. The one that only fits beneath neon lights and skin-tight fishnets. Which is why the miss had saved her paycheck not for longer skirts, but for a life anew. Not seconds after racking in enough will I quit—Paula's, Ketchum, my parent's place on Buss Elle—I'm gone. Any place with bylanes filled with all and sundry and honking taxicabs to aid the noise of one's thoughts is the place for me. I doubt a soul in such a place would bother with fishnets, let alone burden themself with my trifles like no greater gossip exists.