Small Girl Forces You to Buy Her XS Brazil T-shirt

I was walking to class when I suddenly found myself surrounded by clout gods and micro influencer hotties that made up the Chapman Thrift. With minutes to spare before my econ class, I made the grave mistake of checking out one of the Pinterestpreneurs cornering a market of her own on tie-dyed booty shorts for babies.

Accidentally grazing a mini skirt for a mini girl with my big meaty normal-sized hands, a small girl approached me with an "actually, I have the PERFECT thing for you babe!", giving me a doll-sized Brazilian flag tee with a $45 tag on it.

I wondered whether she saw my boobs or not and if she knew that sizes went up past 0.

Sensing my reluctance, Small Girl grabbed my wrist with her bony hands, eyes filled with rage and asked, "Do you know how hard it is to source these clothes? You're buying that top, bitch."

Never seeing a crazy white girl so close, I handed her the $45. I left that crazy place with two shirts that would never fit and zebra print jeans. Never again, Chapman Thrift.