First Days : Part 29

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As the marine boy begins to stroll further into the store, looking at the many accessories and clothes on display, Neteyam follows behind him.

Neteyam- How long are we staying in here?

Aonung- As long as it takes you to pick out a top.

Neteyam- What?

Aonung turns to him, seeing his confused face.

Aonung- You need a top, to keep warm when we go back out.

Neteyam- I didn't bring any money.

Aonung pulls out a golden card, flashing it in his face.

Aonung- Rich boy, remember?

Neteyam- You don't have to buy me anything, I can get one myself another day.

Aonung- But we're in here now.

Neteyam half glares at him, thinking it's ridiculous to be begging to buy something for him. However, something about the boy's eagerness when he begs makes him give in. Perhaps it's the way it reminds him of Lo'ak.

Neteyam- Fine, I'll look around.

Aonung lights up a bit, his tail swaying some as he shoves his card back into his pouch. He presses a hand against Neteyam's back and leads him towards the section filled with many different tops.

They walk over to the sleeved section, and he lets Neteyam look around.

There are many different colors, styles, and shapes. It's hard for him to focus, until his gaze zones in on one top in particular. It's an exclusive, up on display on a manikin. He walks over to it, to observe it closely.

The fabric is a deep purple color, like his loincloth. The neckpiece is thick, the way he likes. The sleeves are long and loose, looking comfortable. And there's a hood on the back, which he would love to hide under.

Unfortunately, when he checks the price, his eyes almost pop out of his head, making Aonung laugh as he watches him.

He quickly turns his attention elsewhere, looking for something cheaper. He doesn't have to have that one just because the hood is attached, he can just find a cheaper option and get a hood separately.

As he looks at other tops, he smiles at one that's similar in color. The sleeves are tight, but the neckpiece is thick the way he likes.

He turns to another one, a teal color. Loose sleeves, but a thin neckpiece. Nothing seems to be exactly the way he wants.

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