now,  shopping with lucie may not be the most  convenient  way to shop,  but you sure as hell couldn’t deny it wasn’t worth the potential trouble they could get into.  she’s a bad influence,  em,  i’m sorry.  with a scarf  &  hat she threw on as they passed the clothing section   (  hey,  if she wasn’t going to walk out with them,  what was the harm?  ),   she wandered behind emily as the two weaved through the aisles of home decor.   ‘ think this place sells clap lights? ’   the question not exactly directed towards emily as much as her own thoughts just thrown into the open as she studied a box of fairy lights she’d picked up  --  &  just as quickly as they’d been picked up,  they were tossed back onto the shelf.  they were shitty quality anyways.   ‘ imagine if  really  rough sex was loud enough to set off the sensors.  talk about a sex party. ’   a small snort of laughter at her own words.  thank you for that,  luce.   ‘ so what’re we even here for? ’  |  @lcgacyej