Viko (3)

“You know what… sure. Let’s keep looking around.” You shook your head lightly then turned, eyes settling upon the shop not too far away. The pinnacle of fashion huh? You wouldn’t mind playing dress-up for a little while. You nudged your brother and pointed him in its direction, a bright looking storefront, it shone with a rainbow of alternating lights. You could hardly take your eyes off the weird combination of impactful, gaudy, and yet somehow elegant design which the store front represented. “That one looks good. Maybe they’ll let us try some stuff on.”

“Oh! Yes please!” The boy practically bounced on his heals beside you, his eyes lighting with excitement even as he turned with a flourishing twirl into a genteel bow. “After you... milady.”

“Whatever you doof-ball.” You don’t bother properly smacking him upside the head as you passed for that little quip, rolling your eyes with an exasperated, exaggerated sigh. You had better plans for that once you were in the establishment itself. Besides, you could barely keep your eyes off of the extensive racks of clothing which lined the storefront, much less the animated models which showed off designs practically made for an adventurer.

“Ah! Customers!