“Hmm…” Gloved fingers tapped on her chin, pretending to consider the offer. “How ‘bout I don’t, and we just say I did.” Her smile returned, pigtails swaying as her head tilted to the side. “Now if you’ll 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘻 𝘮𝘰𝘪, I got some new clothes t’try on.”

But she didn’t even take anything yet!

Red lips part into a wide, toothy grin, pearly whites snapping gum. “𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 !” she exclaimed, as if they were old friends bumping into each other. “You get your leggings here too?”

𝘿𝙪𝙝. What’s it look like she’s doi—? Errr… actually, never mind. Nothin’ to see here, Batsy.

Hittin’ the boutiques with a five finger discount. Kitty-cat taught her a few new 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴.

⋆˚࿔ a 𝙋͟𝙀͟𝙍͟𝙁͟𝙀͟𝘾͟𝙏 day for 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍’ 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 .ᐟ