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This one is totally different. It’s short and mostly sheer and not at all like something I would buy.

“Mia,” I grumble, then I turn and flop onto my bed so I can reach for my phone.

Becca

You think you’re funny, don’t you?

Mia

Generally, yes. But in this instance, I need more context.

Becca

WHERE IS MY SWIMSUIT COVERUP?

Mia

Oh. Right. It’s at the bottom of your dirty clothes hamper.

Becca

MIA.

Mia

I’m sorry! It was for your own good. It made you look like a retired congresswoman on holiday in the Hamptons.

Becca

It did not. It was cute!

Mia

It would be cute on your mom. But you’re young! And so very hot. Please just trust me. The one I packed for you is so much better.

Becca

It’s bad enough you pressured me into buying a bikini that doesn’t cover my butt cheeks. But this is a step too far.

Mia

Just put it on. If you still want to argue after you see it on your actual body, then we can keep arguing.

Becca

Fine. But you’re going to be wrong about this.

Mia

I’ll be here when you come back to say I’m not at all wrong but perfectly exactly right.

Becca

FINE. I admit it. You were right. This coverup is actually very cute.

Mia

SEE? I knew you’d love it.