"I'm calling the Fashion Police."Jackie wheeled around in her chair to face her best friend who had his eyes glued to the mirror in front of him. He was loosening his tie for the seventh time which was approximately how many times she looked back at him. Must be nerves for tonight."Why? Am I that dashing?"She folded her arms across her chest. "Oh please, leave that to men like Zayn Malik.""You know I'm a hundred times better than him," he scoffed.Sighing, she lifted herself up from the office chair, a cloud of dust wafting from lack of use, and made her way towards him."Liam Patel," she said in a fake-stern tone, standing behind him as they both gazed at their reflection in the mirror. She could barely make out her head from his broad, tall frame. "What are you doing? Your suit is getting all wrinkled.""What does it look like I'm doing?" he replied distractedly, abandoning his tie to nervously toy with the sleeves of h
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