Baltimore, MD, Thursday evening

[heromaniac]

Momoko and Dinah were walking the streets of Baltimore (no, not in THAT way), looking in windows and staring at people. Momoko had her hands in her coat pockets, her hat pulled firmly down on her head, and, boy, was she utterly glad she'd chosen to wear jeans on this trip; it may not be snowing but it felt like it would start at any minute! Despite

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[blondecanary]

"Cool. I really want some hot chocolate, before anything else. Maybe a burger," Dinah decided, hurrying to catch up, and smiling a bit at Momoko's energy. The one person who could consistently out-bounce her. "Think we got Triela enough clothes?"

[heromaniac]

"The biggest size they have!" Momoko grinned as she lifted an elbow and shifted the bags that were hanging from her arm. "Depends on whose standards we're going by! I still think we should have gotten her that pink sweater with the puppy sewn in the pocket. Just to see her face!"

[blondecanary]

"She never, ever would have worn it," Dinah protested. "And she would've looked at us like we were totally crazy." Which would've only been a minimal change from usual, but still. She stopped at a crosswalk and pointed at Momoko. "If you still want it after we eat, we could go back, but I bet you end up wearing it before she does."

[heromaniac]

"I didn't see it in my size," Momoko admitted. Not that her first thought hadn't been to see if she could convince Triela to wear it. "But can you imagine her face if she'd seen it?" She watched as a car drove slowly past them.