Waxing Love, Waning Funds. [Closed]

Rolling her eyes at Moseph's actions, Luna pulls him back down the sidewalk, heading towards her favorite store. Arriving at Bountiful Boutique a few minutes later, she opens the door for the pair and heads inside. Releasing Moseph's hand to wave at her favorite cashier, she turns to him afterwards. "Okay... so... I'm going to go look for what I wanted, and you can look around this time? We can meet by the changing rooms in a bit?"

"I shall see you there then." he said, scrunching his nose slightly before resting his hand on her head momentarily and stroking reservedly. He then released her to let her pass and glanced at her briefly before moving over to a section with male accessories, examining the tie rack with a slow, penetrating gaze.

Blowing a quick kiss at Moseph once he turns his back, Luna heads off to her own areas of the store. Stopping at the general apparel section first, she begins looking around for a few more casual shirts and pants to wear around town and the academy proper. After a few short minutes, she's picked out a few things to try on later, and heads off to undergarments.

Sighing in defeat at having found no tie which would suit his interests, Moseph moved onto finding himself some cufflinks... which he once more found none of. He glanced around the whole male section - there was really nothing that interested him in there. To find something to do for a while, however, he decided to look at some boxers.

Spending some time in the department for undergarments, Luna picks out a few things for herself, and a slightly larger amount of things for Moseph's eyes only. Finally heading over to the less than child-friendly sleepwear, she begins looking around for a few things there as well.

Moseph browsed through all these clothes, yet could find nothing interesting... until, for some strange reason, there was an alley of fake mustaches. A small plan formed in his head as he started trying them on, each one more ridiculous than the other. Finally finding a rather convincing horseshoe mustache, he stuck it on and moved over to the changing rooms, leaning against it and facing away from the corridors in hopes that Luna would address him. He didn't have to worry about trying to keep a straight face as it was already a part of him.

Continuing to browse the sleepwear, Luna starts picking things out to try on, carefully hiding them under her other picks, just in case she ran in to Moseph before trying them on. Glancing over her selections a few minutes later, she puts two of them back before collecting her entire pile of potential choices and heading off to the dressing rooms. Passing right by the figure standing in the hall, she heads to a free dressing room.

Moseph grumbled as, out of the corner of his eye, Luna went right past him and into a free changing room. With a small sigh, he moved out of his hiding spot and leaned against another wall, right beside the room and calmly, patiently looked at it, waiting for her to reappear.

Frowning momentarily as she stares at the massive pile of clothes she brought, Luna sighs. It would be easier if she had someone to help her take options out... but Moseph wasn't exactly the best person, and Fayza and Sora were probably bad ideas too. So she'd have to make do with her own intuition for now.

Rolling her eyes briefly, she strips out of her current pants and shirt, placing them on the nearby bench. Grabbing some of the purchases, she begins trying things on carefully.

With his usual patience, or what some would call laziness, Moseph continued leaning against the wall, waiting for her. He took out his pocket watch and nonchalantly glanced at it from time to time. I hope she doesn't take too long... I kind of want to see her in something different. he thought as an idea crossed his mind, tempting him, but he temporarily decided against it. I probably shouldn't walk in if she's not ready...