[After spending so much time around Tank and his god-awful fashion sense anyone, even someone like Wendalyn, would be driven to seeking the comfort of matching clothing. She doesn’t have the urge to fall into the rich tastes she was raised on, nor does she have the need for such things. All she is really looking for on this shopping trip is an outfit or two that is durable, functional, and not eye-searing.]
[The first store she tries is a complete bust. The clothes are nice and all, but unless you are dainty and skinny, you aren’t fitting. She is neither of those things. Stepping out, Wendalyn glances about, debating on where to try next.]
“-YOUR PRICES ARE CRIMINAL ANYWAY!” Syx shouted angrily at the distraught manager of the Hot Topic that he’d just been thrown out of. He really should have known better, but he’d been filled with nostalgia about everything that he’d never been able to do as a teen. The idea of simply being able to go and explore the mall, boldly and utterly blue, had been too tempting to pass up. Especially with all Harrison had done to tempt him out of his shell and into normal public life.
It turns out, however, that the mall didn’t live up to his quality standards, size requirements, or the daydreams of his teenage self. Maybe trying to recapture those wishes in his 30s was just unrealistic. Still, he felt utterly justified for calling them out on their horrific use of fake leather and cheaply coated metal. There was no way those prices weren’t a rip-off. Not that he was very aware what normal prices should be…
Didn’t matter. Syx stuffed his hands into the pockets of his spike covered leather jacket and turned towards the food court. Maybe that would fair better. He’d only just turned when he looked up and stopped in his tracks. That… that had to be a Glaupunk… she had to be with those shoulders… there was just something… off about the other aliens that seemed so obvious to Syx. The humans seemed so painfully oblivious but to him, the others stood out nearly as much as he did. Just… off. Not human.
He licked his lips nervously, unsure if he should approach or not… he hadn’t done anything wrong… it should be fine… right?
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