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Finally, Shiori had enough money to go shopping. Or, rather, had saved enough that she could easily by a couple of skirts and yearn for a third. The sun was shining, her siblings were all out of the house, and her parents were out of town for the day. While she usually would have taken this time to draw, Shiori didn't get to shop on Sundays very often because she had to babysit. And Sundays were when all the best deals were - maybe she could find a good enough one where she could buy a third skirt.

Which had lead her to an obscure clothing store that boasted it had the best deals while maintaining a funky, artsy feel from some decade that was definitely not modern. It had been love at first sight, really, and now Shiori was scaling the store for a second skirt, the first one secured under her arm. It was a skirt reminiscent of the gothic-lolita style, and one that Shiori had always dreamed of owning but had never found. Until now.

Continuing on her quest to find another skirt like it, Shiori kept browsing the selection of clothes with a critical eye.