@CWTurtleOfFreedom
//ok so can we time skip
//ok so can we time skip
(Yis)
//okey dokey. What do you want to happen? I feel bad cause I kinda took over ;)
(Oh no! I loved where you went with it! We can just have them go shopping?)
//okey dokey :DDD
Jace nodded a second time and opened the door unsteadily. He scrambled into the seat and buckled in.
“Ready?” Rupert asked, turning around in his seat to make sure Jace was buckled in properly.
(^-^ Reply on, my friend!)
Jace nodded, his head barely exeeding the leather strap that’s supposed to go over his shoulders. “Ready, sir!”
“Okay! If you ever get lost, just say that you belong to Willems, okay?” Rupert instructed Jace. He didn’t want Jace to get caught up in any political nonsense between him and his competitors, so Willems was the safer choice. “Alrighty. Here we go.” He began driving downtown. (?)
(Yis)
“But Williems isn’t here!”
Plot convient poof
//XD
“But if you get lost, they can take you home to Willems,” Rupert explained.
fuck, reverses plot convinent poof
“I don’t know the address though! What if they take me!?”
//XD
We can do the plot convinient poof
“Then I can find you again,” Rupert reassured him. “Ah! Here we are.”
They pulled up to a tall, three-story building, painted a shockingly bright shade of white. The sign on the door read, ‘Red Rose Clothing, Inc.’, though there were no roses, red or otherwise, in or around the building.
(i love that sarcasm yessss)
Jace stared up at it. He’d never been to a shoping depot, he actually thought he’d never go to one. The time span he stayed in that one room alone, to suddenly change to this…
//:P
“You okay?” Rupert asked, holding the door open for Jace.
Jace looked at Rupert and unbuckled his seatbelt. He hopped out of the car delicately. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
“Okay.” Rupert ushered Jace inside. “He should be here… JACK!”
//because i am not creative
(xD)
Jace jumped a little at the sudden scream, and he put his hands together nervously. He looked around for this “Jack” person.
Jack appeared from behind a sales rack. “Ron, so good to see you! What can I do for you to— who’s that??”
Rupert led Jace forwards. “This is Jace. He needs a new wardrobe.”
“Ahh, I see,” Jack said thoughtfully. “Well, I know just the thing!”
Jace blinked at Jack, jumping at his sudden appearance. “Ummm… Rupert… are you coming with us?”
“Of course,” Rupert assured Jace.
Jace nodded and looked up at Jack. “Okay… I’m ready.”
“Okay. Follow Jake, and I’ll be right next to you,” Rupert said. To Jake, he said, “Jace likes sweaters.”
“We just got a new shipment!” Jake exclaimed.
Jace’s eyes rounded at Jake’s excitement. He’s very excited about sweaters…
“This way, young man,” Jake said, walking to a rack in the middle of the store. “Here are our sweaters.”
Jace unsurely followed Jake, not trying to see past him. I like this sweater! I only want this one!
Rupert saw Jace’s hesitation and mistook it for discomfort. “Don’t worry,” he told Jace. “There’s nothing to be concerned about.”
Jace looked at Rupert. "I'm not concerned… I just like my sweater!"
“You can keep your sweater,” Rupert said.
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