"Can I just say that we have done enough shopping to last us till our sixties?" Emily sighed as they tiredly sank in the chairs of her favourite restaurant in the shopping mall.
Soph wordlessly agreed, her sigh just as heavy. Emily pulled out a wet wipe and cleaned her face since she didn't apply makeup. She offered one to Sophie but she refused, not wanting to mess hers up.
Emily momentarily looked at the menu for what they could fill their empty tummies with. After making their orders, which was pizza and a meat platter with ciders, they fell right back into chit-chatting.
"You know, I know someone whose mom helps with-" Emily hesitated said, but she was interrupted by Sophie's groaning. She did not wanting to talk about it any more.
"I have it under control. But if I feel like it's getting out of hand, I'll def hit you up," Soph smiled, turning the catalogue of a recently opened gem store.