Roommates, Christmas Shopping and Other Tales

Christmas has kinda been a bit of a vague holiday for Agnes. When she had still been in her parents' house it had been just another day, aside from there sometimes being a tree and the whole family eating the tensest meal anyone had ever seen. Which usually resulted in a fight and a beating. But one thing Agnes had always done, and that was gifts for her little siblings. This year though Agnes didn't have little siblings to give them to. Mia loathed her, and Oscar...who even knew where Oscar was.
And yet Agnes was here, shopping presents with her roommate and kinda friend Bel.

Agnes was skimming through some accessories, like belts and gloves and hats, and tried to avoid all the clothes like the plague. Agnes' dressing style was along the lines of old hoodies and flanel shirts from flea markets, these kind of shiny, hip clothing stores were very much meh for her. But these beanies were nice, Agnes could see how someone would look good in them. Like Kadir...
Agnes frowned a bit to herself, why Kadir? She put the beanie back, she wasn't there to buy anything for Kadir, or anyone for that matter, she was accompanying Bel. Which in itself felt strange, Agnes had never been present shopping with a friend. Thus far it hadn't been that bad.

Agnes saw Bel heading back towards her and when the girl got close enough Agnes cracked a smirk.
"Done being a brand slave?"
Agnes joked, since many clothes in this store were from big, famous and expensive brands. Even the beanie Agnes had been looking at was some brand she had never even heard about.

Bel was good company, and Agnes snickered when she suggested they "blow this joint". Agnes followed after her, very much standing out in her more...shaggy appearance. There were days when Agnes felt like trying but today had been a meh day. Bel was helping with that though, and Agnes had a small smirk on her face as the other girl commented on the clothes aroud them and Agnes answered with short sarcastic remarks.

Agnes didn't have much style sense, but even she could tell the dress Bel was gesturing to was hideous. Agnes shrugged and let out a bored huff.
"You know, there are those days when you just don't want anyone to look at you and do it again. That dress is perfect for that, makes me avert my gaze. Must be some magic."
Agnes snickered a bit, and put on her sunglasses as they stepped out. She didn't need protection from the sun, it was snowing and clouds covered the sky, but Agnes' eyes were still weak.
"When are we gonna go to a flea market?"

Because of her lack of any kind of gloves Agnes just shoved her hands in her pockets, away from the cold. Recently Agnes had stopped wearing her long gloves, since their primary use had been to cover the burns on Agnes' arms and hands. But Agnes had stopped burning herself and thus she didn't really need them anymore.
"Oh yeah, snow, my only weakness. What the sun won't do to me snow does."
Agnes said with a smidge of a sarcastic tone and smirked a bit at Bel.
"But what wouldn't I do for coffee? Let's go."

"So this whole time you've been aiming at my life? Curse your sudden but predictable betrayal."
Agnes said in a very much unenthusiastic tone and stuck her tongue out and Bel briefly before lifting her jacket's hood up just in case the clouds decided to crack.

Those treats sounded fucking delicious, but Agnes knew she wouldn't be able to get the full satisfaction of them now unless they had blood mixed in them. And she doubted they did. Nevertheless Agnes shrugged.
"Sounds good. Lead the way, I have no idea where anything is."

"I need the bigger room for my drums. Even the electric ones take space, you know."
Agnes explained with a slight eye roll and stuck her tongue out at Bel. Besides, it was true. Agnes played drums, and had recently bought electric ones that could be played silently and took slightly less space. Though Agnes had still kept her old acoustic drums, she was attached to them and they had a better sound.

"Oh yeah, that ball where you met Mr. Hunk or whatever."
Agnes said with a small teasing smirk. Bel didn't know, but Agnes had been go the ball too, though briefly. She and Kadir had proceeded to make out and do some other stuff in the garden soon enough, after a brief dance, so Agnes hadn't gotten the full ball experience.
"I trust your judgement though, as long as they got some kind of food with blood in it I'm good."

Agnes pulled her hood down and slipped her shades in her pocket as they entered, and as an answer to Bel's question she walked over and slipped into a booth at the back wall, in a nice shady spot.
"This'll do."