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Zuba grumbled as she walked into the store by herself, her hand darting out to angrily snatch one of the shopping baskets. Stupid Mother, making her go out on this stupid day to do some stupid shopping, just cause her body had to be stupid and grow on her. Augh, this was all just so stupid! Right now, she wore a t-shirt and skirt she borrowed from her mother; she was hear to get some clothes of her own. She would have been content to just keep her hoodie, but....Stupid Mother had to confiscate it. Ugh.

The rather pissed off teen headed down the aisles of the clothing store, ignoring the clerk's offers of help as she began looking through the clothes. She hid half of her face behind her scarf, the only piece of her clothing that still fit, muttering to herself. This shopping thing was harder than she thought.

Zuba was looking through the pajamas, looking vaguely confused. Since she'd all but lived in her hoodie for a good portion of her life, it was no wonder she might be confused about all the different kinds. These, by far, seemed to be the most comfortable, though. She was busy looking at a nice, neutral grey pajama set; a light grey tank and dark grey bottoms. These didn't look too bad... She tossed them in her basket, bending down to inspect some pants on the bottom shelf, a vague look of curious interest etched across her face. Why were there monkeys on the pants?

'Zuba blinked, looking at the younger boy. "No need to be sorry." she said softly, her voice a barely-audible murmur. She held the pajamas out to the younger boy. "Here. Can have them." They'd probably look better on the boy, anyways. She made clothes look hideous.

"'S nice t'meet." she said, nodding her head once. "'M Azubahiel....Zuba for short." She merely nodded; yes, she had an ear wing. Wasn't that obvious? But, she didn't voice those thoughts; this was just a little kid, after all. That, and he'd already made a good impression; she wasn't completely annoyed by him.

'Zuba nodded slowly, showing she was listening. "I see." she said, offering a small smile. She nodded again, chuckling amused. Little kids, especially odd ones, always had a way of cheering her up. "I'll stay." she said, nodding. She wasn't sure how good of company she'd be, but she'd try her best.

"Keep looking here or elsewhere?" she asked, glancing around as she put the pajamas in her basket.

'Zuba blinked, looking at these strange foreign devices. "Tags say "bras".....torture devices." she said, picking one up to inspect. Wires....hooks....hideous pastel pink. Yep. Definitely had to be some sort of torture device. She made a face; these were on her list of things to buy? Oh hell no. She put it back, shaking her head and muttering "Evil....".

Zu giggled, highly amused. She knew the basic area where they were supposed to go, and it wasn't on your head. She knew she should tell the boy that they weren't worn like that, but he seemed to be having fun, so what was the harm. "Yes, you pretty." she said, her tone laced with laughter that was threatening to bubble out.

'Zuba chuckled, nodding. "Yes, prettiest boy ever." she agreed, smiling. She then shook her head. "No thanks. Would take more than that." she said, her tone light enough. She began looking through the bras, trying to find one small enough to fit her.

'Zuba couldn't help it. She started laughing, almost dropping her basket. This little boy was too adorable for his own good. "M-maybe we should look at other things, hm?" she suggested, motioning to the rest of the shop. "There.....might be something prettier there?"

She should have told him how they were really worn, but...she just couldn't. It was too cute.