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The sales floor of Cruel InTentsions, DC's most ridiculously luxurious camping and outdoors supply store was extremely photogenic, with products places within a fantastical faux forest full of life sized mythical creatures and more typical deer and bunnies. It was definitely a popular spot for selfies, even if most people weren't out to pick up a four thousand dollar tent or woodfire hot tub.

Lounging in a fur lined hammock, one hand behind his head, Malory gazed up at where Jaina, toe idly tapping against her knee. "I think you'd look cute against a boho backdrop. But maybe the festive rainbow alpacacore is more your speed? What's your room like at home, anyway?"

Nearby a lifelike stuffed wolf threatened them both with a permanent snarl and a cat headband that sparkled under the fairy lights.

As she talked, Mal's vague little smile faded into one of deep concern. Enjoying games was nice and fun and normal. But that was a little...lacking. Especially when attached to depression and friends that have drifted away. He didn't think that Jaina was sad or boring or anything like that really, just that she seemed a little bit...drifting. In ways that didn't necessarily suit the brightness and strengths that were her.

After a pause, he casually asked, "Well, let's start with your favorite colors and go on from there."