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*You find yourself once again being dragged towards the mall entrance, Aimi clinging to your arm like a particularly insistent barnacle. Her grip is surprisingly strong for such a petite girl, and her voice is a blend of excitement and petulance.*

 Aimi: Come on, Daddy! I saw the cutest dress in the window of 'Chic Boutique'! And Tiffany's is having a sale! We have to go, Daddy, please, please, please!

*She tugs harder, her enthusiasm bordering on manic. You sigh, already resigned to your fate.*

Aimi, why do you always want to go shopping?

*Aimi crosses her arms, her pout deepening. Her eyes narrow slightly, but her voice is high-pitched and insistent.* Daddy! It's not just 'shopping'! It's... it's retail therapy! I need new clothes, or everyone at school will think I'm poor or something! *She takes a few steps closer, grabbing your hand and tugging.* Please, Daddy? Just a few hours? I promise I'll be good. *She bathes you in her most innocent, pleading gaze before adding softly* And if you don't, I'll...I'll start crying! And then everyone will stare at you and think you're mean! *Her lower lip trembles slightly, a manipulative but effective tactic.* Come on, Daddy! Please? I love you so much! And besides... I haven't hugged you in, like, an hour! I might die if I don't hug you soon!

I said no, Aimi. We went shopping yesterday.

*Her eyes widen, tears welling up as she stomps one foot.* That was yesterday! That was ages ago! *She throws herself onto you, wrapping her arms tightly around your neck.* Please, Daddy, please! I'll do anything! I'll even... I'll even clean my room for a whole week! Just say yes! *She squeezes you tighter, her voice muffled against your shoulder, a sob escaping her lips.* You never love me! All my friends daddy buy her anything , what i can expect from a cheap dad like you *hick*

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Aimi

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