A Summer Kiss

R&R: Ready for Revenge
"Well, what about this one? Does it make me look like a snowflake? Hmmm~?"

Macy twirled around in a periwinkle kimono with white fur trim on one foot, sending the skirt up like a parachute. She, Tara, and Raine had gone into town to do some shopping for what must have been the first time all year. The two of them must've been bored sick, considering Tara was leaning back with her head against the wall, eyes closed to communicate she was sleeping—and Raine was leaning so far forward with his head propped by his arm on his knee he was close to tipping over.

"Well~?" The two of them heard her voice and sat upright quickly, trying to regain their composures.

"O-oh, yeah!" Raine exclaimed, a sweat bead trailing down his forehead. "You look like such a special little snowflake~! Doesn't she, Tara?"

The redhead sighed and rubbed her eyes, hardly even looking at Macy as she spoke. "You look like a frozen umbrella."

Macy puffed her cheeks, and then glanced over at the circular racks of clothing placed throughout the rest of the dress shop. Saige was staring intensely at a collection of blue dresses, trying to decide on one with little to no progress whatsoever. "Saige~!" She looked up when her name was called, snapping out of some sort of trance she must've been in. Otherwise she wouldn't have been so startled. "You like this kimono, right? Right?!" She blinked. Macy was obviously desperate for a yes, considering there was a tie between opinions thanks to her half-asleep teammates.

"I, uh..." She stammered and shook her head, glancing up and down at the shorty before nodding. "Sure, I approve."

"Yay~!" Macy jumped and cheered, dashing back through the fitting room curtain in a gust of wind, before she reappeared fifteen seconds later with the dress neatly folded in her arms under a matching pair of boots. "Let's go, guys!" Tara and Raine jumped up in an instant and made a speedy race-walk for the door, not bothering to do so much as blink an eye back at the shop. The door swung shut behind them, before Tara poked her head back in and took a glance at her partner.

"Yo, Saige. You coming?" Saige looked up at her again and sighed, looking back down to the pile of dresses tucked in between her arms. With a look of defeat, she dropped them all and made her way out, past Macy who was pulling bills out of her wallet and onto the counter. "What, no dress?" Tara asked.

"Not today, no. There were too many options."