ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿ
Sumeru's Matra: a branch of disciplinary officers who are feared by many students throughout all six Darshans of the Akademiya. As well as this, it's also part of Y/N's current line of work. Despite they position in the Matra, they te...
F/N stood by their dresser, frantically going through their stuff. They'd already packed the necessities for their time in Liyue, but they still needed something to wear for the Lantern Rite next week.
"F/N! Are you seriously still looking for clothes to wear?!"
"YES, NOW SHUT UP!" F/N yelled back, slightly frustrated as they picked something up. They studied it for a moment, before shaking their head and tossing it aside. The door to their room opened, revealing Alhaitham standing there, his hands on his hips.
"Have you perhaps considered that you don't actually have anything to wear?"
"I-... No."
Alhaitham sighed, rubbing his temple, "Do you want to go shopping for clothes with me? I need to go buy some stuff for the week, so you might as well come with me."
They glanced at Alhaitham, "Do I have to pay?"
"I'm not buying you clothes that you're only going to wear once for your boyfriend. That's your problem, F/N."
"But-"
"No buts. Either you pay for your own clothes or you go on a date in your usual clothing. It's your choice."
"Archons, you're so infuriating. Fine, I'll pay for my own clothes. Just give me a minute to get ready."
Alhaitham nodded, "I'll wait for you downstairs, then."
F/N looked around their room, before grabbing a pouch of Mora. They opened it and counted the Mora, before looking for a second pouch. Once they had both pouches, they attached them to their belt, just beside their Vision.
Now that they were ready, F/N made their way to the living room, "I'm ready, Alhaitham."
"You took your time. Let's go, then," Alhaitham made his way to the door, leaving. F/N quickly caught up and locked the door behind them. With that, the two made their way around Sumeru, before eventually having to split up.
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A few hours later...
F/N walked around the city, frowning. They approached a random scholar nearby, "Uh, excuse me?"
