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 Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 5:04 pm
"So, what do you think Kaatje?" Clarissa said, whirling around to show her friend the violet winter coat she had picked out.
They were both in the dressing room, to where Clarissa had an assortment of clothes hung on a rack. An employee stood to the side, dutifully offering her assistance. "Allow me, Miss Arks." She murmured, gently taking the coat from her hands. She held up the garment, placing it lightly on her shoulders.
Clarissa slid into the garment with ease, the coat showing off her slender figure well.
It had been awhile since she had last seen the girl. Longing to re-acquaint herself with her friend, she had invited Kaatje out to come shopping with her today. To her delight, Kaatje had accepted the invitation. And for the past hour, the two girls had gone around visiting their favorites stores as well as in exploration of new ones. To her surprise, Clarissa was soon discovering that much of Destiny City's new fashions styles were to her taste.
Flashing her friend a smile, "So?" She said, patiently awaiting her friend's answer.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 4:55 pm
She was the younger of the two, and she felt it keenly in the dressing room of one of her favorite ateliers. Clarissa looked so mature and grown-up in the violet coat, even if it wasn't the best shade for her hair; she looked like the kind of person someone like... like... well, someone intelligent and classy would go out with. And Kaatje was no slouch in the dress department, herself. It was just, even all dolled up in her favorite outfit--black field jacket, trim black jeans, and knee-high boots--she felt like a little kid next to Clarissa.
"It's really not the best color for your hair," she said, "maybe if you..." She got up, briskly looped her fingers under Clarissa's beautiful hair and improvised a chignon at the base of her neck. Kaatje considered this result in the mirror, frowning; "Much better," she decided, then she stepped down and away. "It's a really good style for you, though. You look really mature." Her blue eyes held all the envy they used to; it seemed like, even after a year of separation, Clarissa was still always going to be better than her at picking out beautiful clothes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 4:01 am
Twirling herself around, Clarissa's gaze slid over the chignon with an contemplative glance. "I see." She answered in complete agreement. There were many colors that clashed with the color of her hair that often made it difficult for her to shop for clothes. Including violet.. but Clarissa trusted Kaatje's fashion sense, so If Kaatje approved than so did she.
Ignorant to Kaatje's feelings, "Thank you, Kaatje." She said with a pleased smile.
Within minutes, they were both stepping out of the store with numerous shopping bags in hand. It was a bit strenuous for two girls to carry it all, they would have the chauffeur drive it home later. "Where shall we go next?" She asked with a wondering smile as she glanced over at Kaatje. She didn't know this mall particularly well, and since Kaatje had been here longer than she..
Clarissa often looked to her for guidance in this new city.
"There are still many stores I have yet to discover but I'm feeling a bit famished." She admitted, "Perhaps we could have an early lunch?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 11:00 pm
She let go of a breath she'd been unaware she was holding, her blue eyes lidding a bit at the praise. For Clarissa to say she was doing well! That was a good thing. Something she'd spent most of her years at Shore Country trying to learn how to do, and that was a good thing, wasn't it? "Of course," she said, her shoulders going back in an expression of pride. Then, that out of the way, she picked up her bags as they headed to the checkout area.
"Oh, sure. We can go over to Wrapture--it's this little store, they make all kinds of wraps. I like the lime chicken flavor."
There was another big smile, and she gathered up some of Clarissa's bags next time she picked up her own.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 3:21 am
In a mood for something light, Clarissa nodded in agreement. She wasn't particularly fond of Mexican food-- but she enjoyed it every once in a while.
Her bags had become noticeably lighter (and Kaatje's noticeably heavier) causing her to protest a bit at the girl's kindness. 'You mustn't, Kaatje." She said, lightly placing a hand on the girl's arm. "I can do it myself, really!" Her objections went unheard as Kaatje continued on forward. "This girl.." Despite her exasperated sigh, a reluctant smile tugged at her lips.
Walking in stride with the other girl, they fell into a comfortable silence.
Glancing around at the various stores, not more than one or two caught her eyes. "Hm." She discreetly glanced at the other girl, "I wonder what it is that Kaatje wants for her birthday.." That was a difficult question. With her family's wealth, there was nothing that Kaatje could not buy. She supposed that she could get her clothes.. But rather than another meaningless gift, Clarissa wanted to give her something special-- That Kaatje would hold precious to her heart.
Her eyes fell upon a display case, "That's it."
With a polite smile, "If you'll excuse me for just a moment." She murmured softly, before she quickly left. She walked into the entrance of the store to emerge less than a few minutes later. Swiftly, she tucked the small box away into the pocket of her skirt before Kaatje could see it.
"I apologize for the inconvenience." She said with a cheerful voice, "I saw an object that I wanted, and I simply couldn't resist!"
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