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Not for a long time ago my dear cousin Angela made a wonderful present for me from a posh store. It was a nice brief skirt. It was almost the only skirt in my wardrobe. And I wore it only once for a family dinner and after that night I kept it in my wardrobe. Usually I prefer casual style, mostly jeans. Each of my friends know that jeans are my favorite clothes. It’s very comfortable both for working and for having time with friends. But in spite of everything the brief skirt is a very valuable thing in my wardrobe, because it was Angela’s present. But tomorrow night when I came back from hard working day I saw a terrible picture.
It all began a week ago when I and my lovely boyfriend Chandler decided to move on to the next level and try to live together. His apartment is not a size for two of us, besides it is located too far from the centre of the city and he has terrible neighbors. And we decided my place was the most suitable variant. So a couple days ago Chandler moved in to my big and comfortable apartment in the centre of the city. The only disadvantage of my place is a small wardrobe full of my stuff. True to say, it was fine for me. It contained all my causal stuff. But now it was too small for both of us. Unfortunately, there wasn’t any possibility to enlarge the wardrobe and the only variant was to throw away some unnecessary clothes we don’t wear any more due to their becoming out of fashion. Besides, he is a man but he has more stuff than I had. Among his four bags with clothes he threw only two T-shirts and a pair of his paints and as for my clothes he wanted to throw away half of them saying that I don’t need three absolutely the same pair of jeans and so on. Oh, men, how to explain them that it can’t be the same pairs of jeans, skirts and so on! We were messing about for two days about all this clothes and I was so tired with it. I thought living together is more romantic and I even wanted to give up, but this terrible picture I saw has changed my mind. He threw away my valuable brief skirt that presented Angela without my permission. He said he would never allow me to wear such kind of brief skirts and as I wouldn’t wear it, it is better to throw it away and free the room for his stuff. It was the last drop. As it is found out, we weren’t able for such a step forward and in a very polite way I explained to him that he could roll out to his old apartment and throw everything he wanted. Now we are separate and I’m not sure I will try for such a serious step with a man for the nearest time.
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