"(F/n), could you come down here for a minute?" Your mother called from downstairs.
You sighed, shutting your laptop. You galloped down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"(F/n), your auntie and uncle are hosting a garden party next weekend, and I said that we would come, whether you like it or not." She said, knowing what your response would be.
"No! I don't want to wear a dress or silly shoes and I certainly don't want to see that pair!" You argued. Your mother had a look of steel on her face- she wasn't going to change her mind.
"You will come, and you're expected to bring a date, so you better get cracking!".
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