Cassie swallowed hard looking at some of the bras that were on display. It was definitely more adult then she was used to, but she was trying her best not to show that she was uncomfortable. Best way to learn how to swim is to be pushed into water. Something like that. “Oh we don’t need to do that” That would require talking to a sales rep, “I mean we can figure this out ourselves” at least she wasn’t with her mother. Oh thank God she wasn’t with her mother.
"Come on, Cassie," Rose said, with a lifted eyebrow. "Even I know you can’t just ‘figure it out’ on your own. You get a bra that doesn’t fit properly and your breasts will hate you for it. Trust me, you’ll want to get measured." She paused, as she looked around for someone to assist them. "Besides, it’s not like you have to go shirtless or anything if you’re that embarrassed. They just need to measure your ribcage for the band size. Hell, you can wear a tank top if you want."
"Well okay, okay fine we’ll do it" At least she wasn’t bra shopping with her mom, that would’ve been worse, so much worse. "Let me at least pick out one that I like, or should I get one that Rory would like? I guess that’s more the point"