"But I don’t want to go banging on their door, begging them to be my friend.”
“It wouldn’t be begging. If you put on one of those pretty sundresses you wore in Florida instead of this.” She tugged on the hem of my shirt. “It would be flirting.”
I glanced down. It said MY BLOG IS BETTER THAN YOUR VLOG. There wasn’t a thing wrong with it. “How about I show up in my undies?”
She tapped her chin thoughtfully. “That would definitely make an impression.”