AANA Mail
Walking around the shelves, arranging the and cross checking the groceries, the young lady wearing old rigged contact glasses looked like a goody two shoes. Her work uniform fitted her tightly and showed off her curves. She was aware of the attention she often brought to herself. She was a little too paled skin and her long black hair which she had platted into a corn rolled style wasn't a common sight in 9 Stars.
Willow frowned and her heart-shaped face drew a line making her nose look sharply curved than normal. She was focused on recording the weekly grocery checks book that she didn't even noticed the approaching of her friend.
Her best friend, Rose stood behind her and wrapped her arm around her tiny waist and asked, ''wifey, what are you doing?''
''Silly question. What do you think I'm doing?'' Willow asked her friend and turned to look at her.
''Should I help you?'' Rosa looked at the marked groceries on the shelves.
