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>֍S: Buy stuff!
It’s the maze inside Queenway Shopping Centre again, already giving Sammie so many ideas that she’s getting dizzy. Walking past the small arcade and its dazzling, shiny colors, the ideas grow of less productive nature so the girl soldiers on. Fubuka, Ellie, and Ellie’s two octopuses almost can’t keep up.
֍ Fubuka: Hey! What’s the hurry?
֍ Sammie: That I don’t want to smell like you.
Ellie finds, gasping, as she trips for the tenth time on one of the tentacles, that letting go is an important part of life.
>Spare clothes.
As the nice lady of the clothing store shows Fubuka around, Sammie leads Ellie by the shoulder as she points at the racks.
֍ Sammie: These are all cotton or silk, so they are light enough to sleep in. Which one do you want
Ellie just stares, not out of stupidity or any attempt at mockery or ill intent. She’s just from Teegarden B, and has too many plushies. Sammie picks the pajama sets one by one.
֍ Sammie: This one? Or this one? How about this one? Don’t let Fubuka pick for you or you’ll look like a prostitute.
Ellie doesn’t know what a prostitute is. Sammie picks another, then another- then Ellie points at one of them. It’s a blue shirt, black shorts combo with many crabs scattered all over it.
