Sandy growled and entered the shop. She looked at some games, moatly involving some fantasy elements. "Ugh. Can you stop following me around?" Sandy uttered as her father was behind her.
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Gregory frowned. "Well I tell you yes or no! That's what you want to know or not?" He sighed. "You're both complicated when it comes to clothing." He said. He looked at his watch.
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