shopping
Grace thought her clothes were fine. Reginald was generous enough to give her a bit of variety, and she was grateful for that, but she’s has the same clothes she’s had since she was created. She likes her dresses, but they’ve gotten old. Allison’s offered to take her shopping many times, but she’s kind of scared to go to a mall or a department store. The extent of her adventures thus far have been to farmers markets and grocery stores.
It’s inevitable that Allison would ask again. She’s asked every time she wants to go. She thinks for a moment. Allison would be there, it’s always better to be with someone when you go out. It takes her 43.8 seconds to respond, “Of course, Allison.” She flashes her a smile. Allison smiles, “I convinced Vanya to come. It’ll be our first girls day!” She sounds excited. Grace runs through the different possibilities in her head. They know how to defend themselves. She tries reassuring herself, but she can’t help but think about the possible dangers of going out.
It took a lot of convincing on Allison’s end to get them both to go with her. Vanya was never big in her life until a few years ago, Vanya thought she’d be an encumbrance to them. Allison feels bad about that. She can’t change the past, but the least she could do was let her know she was loved now. Vanya’s already doing a lot better than she was before the apocalypse. She joined a different orchestra and she’s been doing more private lessons. She was able to get a new apartment as well. Klaus claimed to have seen her holding hands with a mystery girl, but that’s not been proven. Allison’s proud of her. She’s still her awkward little sister, but she’s starting to grow into her skin.
Grace grabs her handbag and waits for the others. She’s nervous. That’s a feeling she’s only recently gained. She doesn’t like it very much. Allison comes downstairs, “Are you ready?” Grace smiles at her and nods. Allison leads her to her car, “We have to pick Vanya up on the way there.” Grace gets in. She’s not used to being in a car. She usually takes a bus when she has to go grocery shopping. She doesn’t know if she likes cars or not. “Where are we going?” Grace asks. “Oh, just the mall.” Allison replies. She’s heard of malls. Allison begged to be taken to one when she was younger. Reginald never allowed her to go, though. Now that she’s older she goes just about every other week.
Allison helped Grace pick out a few outfits. Grace didn’t know where to start. Allison started with jeans. Grace takes one off the rack, examines it, and frowns, “Why are they ripped? They must’ve put them out by mistake. We should let someone know-” Allison laughs a bit, “They were made like that. I own several pairs of jeans like that.” Grace cocks her head, “Do you need me to fix them for you?” Allison shakes her head, “The rips are supposed to be there.” Grace is confused. She likes the jeans, but why would someone want clothes like that? She goes against her better judgement and decides to get them.
Grace ends up getting four new outfits. They’re all very similar, consisting of jeans and a colorful top. She quite liked the mall. It was a little scary, but there are a few stores that have proven themselves to be safe. She’s even considering going back sometime. She just has to wait until Allison wants to go again.