It had been a rather slow day since Aime was working in the back on some projects for the next line. Luckily today he didn’t have any work for Rina so he could just focus on his art. That would change in the next couple of days since dues were coming up. Cutemon though was happy that he got to work on what he wanted. Rina had been sending him on less clients since the party, which worried the designer. Sure dues kept things afloat, but without a chokehold on the new businesses of the city how did she expect to stay above water?
The two of them would not complain about downtime through. She child level digimon was sitting on the counter with one of the workers stocking and rearranging some of the display pieces. They had to make everything look perfect, otherwise her partner would make them question their entire existence. She thought that he was a little too cruel with them sometimes, but he told her that if they did not set an expectation they’d be no better than a Nordstrom. And he was not going to be on the same level as basic chain department store.
He did pay them well though, so at least there was that. Cutemon’s attention had shifted to the door as the bell rang. She assumed it was just a tourist who had seen the shop in a magazine or online. Mainly the child digimon noticed that the woman did not look like their normal clientele. What took her by surprise though was when she made eye contact and waved. The digimon’s ears bounced up as she looked shocked. The tiny digimon scrambled to compose herself as she waved back nervously.
Cutemon noticed she was glancing around the shop and looking through the shelves. The staff had greeted the woman when she entered. But she was locked in on the clothes. The pink rabbit hopped up on the counter and ran over to the other side leaning into the woman to see what she was looking at. Not being subtle at all. She sniffed as she got close to the woman. The woman smelled... metallic? It was hard to pinpoint why, but maybe she did some kind of work with metal? Why was she shopping here?
The pink digimon leaned back and pointed at the item she was holding.
“That one is very pretty, but I don’t think it’s your color.” She smiled as she looked up at her. Still even standing on the marble countertop she was still under the woman’s eyes level.
ᴀɪᴍᴇ ᴘᴀᴘɪʟʟᴏɴ ☆ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʀᴜʟᴇ ɴᴇɢᴏᴛɪᴀᴛᴏʀ
‼ 〖 location: ABI Shop 〗 〖 partner: cutemon 〗 〖 outfit 〗 
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