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@◇ ﹕ minus. A little too girly, Yumi says. Miyu would say something just to disagree or to complain about Yumi not looking properly, but she isn't given a chance when Yumi walks over to push her back into the dressing room. There is a pout on Miyu's lips when she's once again inside the dressing room, but her expression easily changes at the words that her sister says next. "That's not fair! You started counting without giving me seconds to prepare!" she exclaims, but she's quickly removing the dress, rather messily with how rushed her actions are.

It's a good thing that the dress is much easier to take off than put on, and she's out of the dressing room within a few seconds after putting on her previous clothes. Record time, honestly, as Miyu often likes to take her time with shopping. Of course, how else is she going to see if the clothes she's picked from the store suit her? (Though it isn't that hard—she /knows/ she suits a lot of clothes easily.)

She has a hand on her waist, and a finger pointed at her twin. "I made it before those 2 minutes are up!" she says, as if she's counted, but she did try to be as fast as she could be, and Yumi is still here, so it's a win for Miyu. Then she grins widely, turning her eyes into crescents as she approaches her twin, pulling her from her seat. "Come on! Let's get ice cream! The line shouldn't be too long at this time!"

@◇ ﹕ plus. "It's so pretty, wow," she says monotonously, not even looking up from her phone to confirm this. She was always honest when actually looking at anything the other tried on, but after sitting through 15 dresses, you get a little tired and stop caring, she guesses. Knowing her sister though, she was bound to get an earful if she didn't actually look up, so even though she does it with an exasperated sigh through her nostrils, she still does it. "It's cute, just a little too... girly for you," she admits, stroking her chin a bit. "I give you a day before you end up changing your mind on it."

Standing up and dusting herself off, she walks over to gently push Miyu back in the dressing room and close the curtain again. "Be quick about getting changed or your offer will expire," she teases, taking a seat on the bench again and returning most of her focus to her phone. She had to check how much she had in her account just in case Miyu went crazy with the ice cream again. "You have 2 minutes and then I go without you."

Yumi says this, and though she's half serious, she would never actually leave her sister behind... Maybe. Pulling up a timer on her phone, she decides to add a little pressure. "1 minute 41 seconds!"

@◇ ﹕ minus. "Of course not! Yumi, you shouldn't be rushing a girl on a mission!" Miyu says, as she pushes the curtain to the side, now fully adorning the 15th dress that she's found today (but in her defense, at least those fifteen dresses aren't from the same clothing store). It's a pink dress that comes down to her knees, frills lacing around the hems. While it isn't her every day style, it still falls under her wardrobe, or at least, one of her closets, carrying all the pink clothes that she has collected over the years.

But the promise of stopping by the ice cream place Miyu has been bugging Yumi for a while now makes her pause in her steps for a moment, and her eyes brighten almost immediately. "That's a promise, alright! No takebacks! I promise this is my last dress!"

With a wide and rather smug smile, she poses in front of Yumi, putting her hands on her waist, before twirling around. "How is it?" she asks, tugging at the bows by her chest. "If this is cute enough, then I'll buy it. And don't forget the ice cream promise!"

@◇ ﹕ plus. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ • • • ㅤㅤ retail therapy ㅤㅤ ╱ ㅤㅤ ft. minus & plus

"Ugh, are you done yet?" grumbles a tired and irritable Yumi as she listens to her sister try on the 15th dress today that she said 'might look cute on her' even though chances are she probably won't even buy the dress in all seriousness. It was one of the many reasons Yumi hated going shopping with Miyu, but the alternative was letting Miyu go by herself and they couldn't have that. No, not at all! Especially since the last time Yumi let her do so, she filled their nest with a whole town's worth of junk they didn't need. This was centuries ago now, but Yumi never forgot. She never will either.

With a heavy sigh, she rises from the little bench in the fitting room area and looks at her watch. "Hurry up already. We still have to hit the food court." They had plenty of time, truth be told, but at this rate, they were going to spend all day in one store. Yumi hopes that bringing up food will get Miyu to finally start making moves and be about business, but who knows. "If you finish up now, we can stop by the expensive ice cream place you like so much."