[The store is nondescript and unnoteworthy, but as long as she could continue spending time with Cain, well, Erim would’ve gladly slopped through mud. “More compliments,” that little feeling seems to say.]
[Donning a face of uncertainty, the black-clad woman turns to her blond companion.]
So many things I could buy. Do you have any ideas, Cain?
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[Donning a face of uncertainty, the black-clad woman turns to her blond companion.]
So many things I could buy. Do you have any ideas, Cain?