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>Clothes for outside.
Fubuka insisted on checking someplace else because she didn’t like ‘the vibe’, even though she did buy her sleepwear back there. Sammie didn’t mind that. What she did mind, what she DOES mind, is that it’s already been an hour, the whole place is about to close and lock them inside, and all they bought so far was sleepwear.
֍ Sammie: …pleaaaaseee…. p-p-P-PLEAAAAASEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
In a completely non metaphorical, fully literal kind of way, Sammie is begging on her knees for Fubuka to already pick either the red dress that looks like Inno’s or the blue dress . But Fubuka isn’t even hearing. Whatever that is, this is FAR more important.
֍ Sammie: -just- WHY?! Why was it so easy for you to pick sleepwear, then?
֍ Fubuka: …hmm, the red one IS very mature, but if it doesn’t fit well I’ll only look pretentious. And the blue one…
Fubuka mumbles and mumbles as the salesman holding both dresses, a black man with an afro wearing sunglasses, breathes erratically as his arms grow numb. Meanwhile, Ellie keeps playing dressup with her octopus plushies.
֍ Fubuka: …then again, am I not picking the red one because it wouldn’t be authentic? Because it's the one Teacher wears when she transforms? But wouldn’t it be authentic for me to pick it because I want it…?
֍ Sammie: Ellie, it’s a lost cause. Come!
Ellie is spirited away, her hands still reaching towards her sports octopus and her leather hat octopus even after the sliding door closes between them.
