Can't Walk Down the Street in Those [Uni]

The female was in a great state this morning, her blue orbs wide open, almost dilating of excitement, of course she goes shopping all the time, but for assignments, it was almost too good to be true!

The female licked her lips, as if she was thinking of eating a beautiful meal rather than creating an ensemble of clothing for a child, that’s how much she loved it.

Today the brunette wore her hair loose, letting it’s full length flutter out for the day, she also wore some bright purple leggings, something that would be offended if you were to even call the poor thing a tutu and a denim jacket (with a rainbow top underneath). Ally has to admit, she wanted to make an impression that she knew just what she was doing.

And as the girl entered the store, her eyes sweeping the place for the partner to the project, the clerk seemed to be staring at her, all Alyona did despite this, was poke her tongue out and browse the store for the male she was assigned with.

A few seconds later, the figure of a little kid wearing nothing to noticeable came into sight, and the females blue orbs widened, a big smile passing on her features, was this the kid she was working with? Nobody else seemed to be around who appeared to be fifteen or younger…

Ally did a small fist pump to herself before bounding towards the male, while doing so her eyes quickly took in his features before she placed her hands, almost over-excitedly, on her hips.

“Hello budd- ehh…”

The girl paused, and searched her mind for his name. This was not happening right now, she was so distracted by his childish appearance the name of the male infront of her had been wiped straight out of her mind.
“I’m so sorry! What’s your name again?”

The brunette nodded, Clyde was an interesting name, with a peculiar old fashioned “tingle” to it. She titled her head to the side at the thought of what century it would come from, just for a moment, a stray thought it was, and she concluded maybe the 90’s or a little later. Stop Alyona, shopping is no time to be thinking of something otherwise! The girl stretched her hands out infront of her, ‘tsk’ing at herself as she quickly thought up an introduction for herself.

“Hiya! I’m Alyona, if that’s a mouthful you can call me Ally!” She giggled, hoping she didn’t come off two strong, or anything short of cute, that’d be annoying and she’d have to work on her reputation to be the cutest cutie in school otherwise, well she is still trying to get the hang on that, but still.

She flattened her tutu skirt thing out of a habit for what she didn’t know what to say as she thought about some things. They were doing the project for a child, right? Is didn’t have to be included to a specific gender, so maybe throwing some old and new design could work well… But then again, kids tend to look more on that strange modern perspective on things don’t they? She let out a small, barely audible sigh before looking up from her skirt and clasping her hands together, making the motion as noticeable as possible, because that was a cute thing to do.

She also titled her head as she did a little recap on kids, maybe something based on cartoons, like else from frozen combined with Dora, that would look cute right… Wait, maybe not.

“Well, this kids I know of the current generation wear modern things, thought I doubt bringing in something like that’ll get good marks, so we have to think big!” She exclaimed, licking her lips in thought of just what the perfect design could be.

Alyona toyed with a few racks, her eyes scanning the racks as fast as possible, looking for some inspiration or something that looked at least more unique than the stupid designs trying to get her attention. They did not deserve her praise. They were simple, mature pieces that were anything but trash to the adorable quirky bright fifteen year old, and trash had to either be thrown out… Or recycled, but that’d beyond the point she was trying to get across.

In half a second, her thoughts drifted from clothing to her father, what did he dress her in as a child? She scrunched up her nose in thought, only to be snapped out of what was going nowhere, to an amazing remark about the clothing being colourful. The females face lit up, and her eyes widened. She rubbed her hands together, and nodded happily, but didn’t reply as mind was trying to take out all the trash, mentally of course, infront of her. Nope, ugly, disgusting, ew, wow who the hell’d even where that… That sorta thing.

She saw Clyde wake his way over to the other half of the store, probably mesmerised by something, and bounded over to him. She stood behind him and easily looked over his shoulders, covering a hand over her mouth the stifle a small giggle, wasn’t he like a twelve year old in a candy shop?

She ran her hand over the fabric and toyed with every thing she could find on it, before raising an eyebrow. Sure, it was nice, but if you would look behind the beautiful stitch work and enticing design altogether, you could see some cheap knockoff of something that could have bee wonderful, and with cheap knockoffs what is there to match with than other cheap knockoffs… Of course kids these days did like cheap knock offs…

The small girl found herself now sitting on the ground, and trying to look at it from a bottoms view, rather than pick it up and risk it dropping to the floor, her gaze trying to catch what could be a downfall if they were to use it…

“It sure is unique.”
She started, placing a finger to her lip in thought.
“But do you see the wow factor coming from it, something that screams ‘this is it!’?”

Alyona raked a hand through her brown hair, flinching slightly at his words, she forced herself to stand up and she shifted awkwardly as she did so, and as soon as she stood up, Her blue orbs searched his for a hint of him joking about the piece, before sighing and glancing around awkwardly, this would not do. She clasped her hands behind her back and glanced at the shirt, he was passionate about it enough she guessed, and that counted for something. Clyde was stubborn, and that couldn’t mean much good to her getting her own way, so, reluctantly, Ally nodded her head.

“The age of Tassels… What an adorable idea you have there…” The girl flinched slightly while calling it adorable before she brushed her hand over the shirt slightly, maybe they could make use of the tassels in a better manner and something much MUCH more adorable. “But we need more of a theme to it, being just “tassels” wont impress whoever the hell our teacher is, so maybe… Hang on a second.”

The girl scrunched her nose slightly, as she went through a few more clothing articles, still not finding anything to her taste. Her gaze lowered to the floor, almost in defeat, before she noticed her skirt. The frills, the chills, oh my.

She could see tasseled frills. Her eyes widened and she grinned, before skipping over to Clyde.

“Oi, what about we add frills, like not just plain frills, frills that give you a thrill with their big pattern!”

The girl grinned in her small achievement, before placing a hand on her hip.
“What do you think?”

Now he was just being stubborn to new ideas. She toyed with the frills and gave him the best glare she could muster up, why wasn't he open to incorporating ideas!

The gold in her eyes swirled as she stared in the article Clyde chose in something that wasn't anger, and more along the lines of "ew". Why did he latch onto this disgusting outdated number of all things was something Alyona will not be able to understand, and why he didn't like her frills went over her head.

"And tassels are outdated, your point being?"

The girl crossed her arms over her chest, keeping a good grip on the article of clothing she was holding. Oh he was started to annoy wittle Ally, and so the girl pouted. Arguing was not adorable at all, but she had to do it if she wanted her way.