So she had gotten herself into a shopping trip.
With a Daeva. But at least this was with someone she enjoyed being around, so there was that.
Nothing wrong with Daeva’s, but they tended to be more fashion forward and all about looks. Not all, but some.
The Savage? No fashion sense what so ever. She usually went with blacks and nothing flashy. Though she had in the past just to try it. But comfort was a main factor for her when buying clothes, and something she could fight in should it come up. Cause she was not only a Savage, but the Reeve as well.
But she wanted to try something new. Maybe…MAYBE…add some color to her wardrobe.
And this gave her time to hang out with Vivian.
Shopping also meant trying clothes on, which meant she needed to wear something that would make that easy. Plus it had to be something that would blend in with the breathers as the weather had gotten colder. At least for them.
So she settled on a baggy brown colored, off the shoulder sweater. The strap of a tank top showing on her bare shoulder. See, she had more than just black in her closet! But she did go with black jeans, what could she say, old habits die hard. Plus, she pretty much only had black pants. Leather or jean, nothing in-between. She piled her long dark hair into a high pony tail with a bit of volume in the front.
And while she could have hidden her numerous tattoos, including the one on her face, she didn’t. Let the breathers stare and be rude, she was used to it. And as a predator, why should she care what the cattle think?
Parking had been a bitch, but she had finally found a spot. Before exiting the Torino, she pushed the blood through her cold, dead body. Lungs filed with air, her heart shuddered and began to beat, skin had a warm flush to it. All of which she hated.
So there she stood, waiting for Vivian @Vivan York. Who was going to look stunning as always, to show her this world of shopping.
Selena Vivian York