You totally dress in the dark don't you...?

[polishflare]

WHO: Alfred and Feliks
WHEN: Late Afternoon, July 25
WHERE: Crystal Court
WHAT: Feliks doing what he does best...

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[waitforsuperman]

Alfred was really just looking for some kind of t-shirt and leave it to the malls of America to get him lost and confused. All the stores looked the same and it was beyond frustrating! HOW DID GIRLS DO THIS FOR FUN!?

He almost choked on the small milk-shake he had been consuming as someone quite smaller than him bumped straight into his chest. Coughing slightly and taking a step back, he looked down at the girl.

Laden with bags, she looked as though she was about to fall over and Alfred's hand immediately shot out to grab her shoulder, making sure she didn't fall.

Not to mention she was kinda cute. "Hey," he said, "are you alright?"

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Feliks was ready to tell this person how bad they had just assaulted his nose and how much it had offended him, but that was lost on his tongue when he felt the person grab him. He froze, his head jerking up and looking at them with a warning.

He opened his mouth to snap at them, but instead it came out as, "I-I'm fine...!"

Mad at himself he swallowed his fear and managed to turn out of the hold without the bags making him tumble to the ground. He still had to work to catch his balance though, before he could scoff, "What are you, like, trying to do... cope a feel?!"

[waitforsuperman]

Alfred quickly took his hand back, face heating up as he shook his head quickly. "N-No! I didn't!" What the hell was this girl on? The shoulder was no where near the boobs.

"A-Ah, please don't yell or anything, or blow your rape whistle if you have one, I'm not a rapist!" And there he went again, babbling. At least it wasn't condoms.

[polishflare]

Feliks fixed him with a stern stare,

"I would totally pull out my rape whistle right this second if I wanted to put these bags down, but there is no way they're touching the floor, so you better be glad you don't have to be arrested today. Next time, you better look for whose way you're standing in, you..."

Feliks then gave him a suspicious once over, looking repulshed by what he saw.

"You know, forget that." He simply dropped the bags to the floor and began searching through the shoulder purse hanging on his side, while muttering, "Geez, where is that whistle when I, like, want it...?"

[waitforsuperman]

Alfred flushed a little as they started to attract some attention from the workers (which were hot) and a few college girls (also hot) lurking around the small colourful displays of undergarments.

Weren't... gay best friends supposed to be a hundred times for subtle than this?

"So..." he said, quickly putting the panties down before grabbing Feliks' shoulders and steering him away from the ogling girls (making sure to leave said bra) "You brought me here because there was pink, even though we totally established at the beginning that there would be no pink?"

There is NO escaping undergarments in VS! xD

[polishflare]

Feliks let himself be led away and stared up at Alfred with a confused look.

"But," he began, "I love this store... it's, like, one of my favorites because they have the cutest pajamas and slips." He slowly started to realize that maybe none of that was going to work with the other, that maybe it had been a mistake to take them there, though he really didn't understand what could be wrong...

He reached out to the side, his hand coming back holding a black thong, "These aren't pink."

thongs everywhere >>

[waitforsuperman]

Alfred stared at the thing. Thing because they seemed to be the stuff of legends (and certain magazines) and here there were entire stands dedicated to the lacy little thing that would cover barely anything and-

Oh, here came the mental images. "W-Wait-" Alfred said, shaking his head, "No that's not pink, but we're here for... pyjamas? I don't really sleep with clothes on-"

[polishflare]

“Ew, what if someone like totally broke in your place. You’d have to fight them off with your, like, stuff hanging out. Not me. If I’m fighting someone off after jumping out of bed it’s going to be in an adorable slip because then, like, I’d have to be on the news and stuff too. Anyway...”

Feliks froze forgetting what he was actually supposed to be talking about, though spotting something of interest in that moment and grabbing it off the rack.

“Oh, wow they make them in your size... Here! These are yoga pants and you can wear them anywhere! I wear them all the time cause they’re comfy and they’re like pajamas but not really and they’re really in right now and they, like, make asses look way fab...” He then leaned in to whisper, “Trust me, you may not think it but you could use these.”

Despite what he’d just said he beamed happily at Alfred from his great idea.