WHO: Ambrose, Lucius, Evie, and Buffy WHERE: A clothing store in town! WHEN: Week 4, Monday, Afternoon WHY: Old friend reunite, slapping ensues, fun times! WARNING: Language, violence, TBA
It hadn't been terribly difficult to convince Ambrose that they needed to make another trip out on the town for the purpose of purchasing new skirts. Buffy may have slipped in the exercise equipment they'd never actually picked up either, but she was actually somewhat filled with what she assumed was stereotypical, girlish glee at the notion of picking out new forms of torture. Er, skirts.
Speaking of which, she'd managed to get out of the house wearing the short skirt that Ambrose had picked out for her paired with something a little different this time. She imagined it was a little bit of a distraction for him, which she wasn't at all opposed to giving him. He probably knew that she'd been doing it on purpose from the cheeky, little grin plastered on her face the entire ride there. She wondered if he now thought of her playful side as more dangerous than the biting sarcasm and sass she'd exhibited when he'd first bought her.
At the moment, Buffy had been allowed to roam and browse free in the boutique they'd gone to visit that day, and she was having much more fun now than she had the first time they'd gone clothes shopping. It wasn't that her love of pants had diminished - there would always be a time and a place for pants. But skirts had proven to be very useful to her, and so she flipped through the racks of said skirts with much interest this time around whilst Ambrose again waited for her.