"Park Daisuke, we can't do that." The lady approached him slowly, obviously trying to reason with him.
"You wouldn't want me to 'make' you do it now would you." She gulped and hurried to the back to do as she was told. As they packed up everything in the store, Park Daisuke's shoulders slowly rose and lowered.
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Now what?
I alongside many mall-goers stared at the heap of fashionably packaged dresses, suits and shoes. When Park Daisuke said he would buy me new shoes, this isn't exactly what I had in mind.
"When you said you would buy me new shoes, this isn't what I expected." I gawked at the heap, wondering how I would or if I even could carry any of them. "Who are the dresses even for?" Where they for him? Was he the sort to secretly enjoy wearing women's clothing? I'm not judging, I would just like to know who I'm dealing with. I reached to pick up a glittered box only to have it quickly swiped out of my hand.
