I WILL get that shirt; [OPEN]

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"So why exactly are we heading here again Suki?"
The young teen would just chuckle to herself as the question was asked, as if it was something that was stupid in a way. After all, it wasn't her fault that Blogger^[1] wasn't into the fact that she would go shopping everyday when something new came out in the stores. But he would have to live with it, as there was no way that she could look out of trend. Especially considering the fact that her friends all already have seemed to brought one of these shirts.
"Oh you fuss too much. If you behave, I might get you a treat."
Blogger seemed to be located within her digivice at the time, it seemed to be a rather easy way of travelling without getting eye'd at and avoided due to Blogger's appearance. But due to that, it was quite easy to read Blogger's emotions as a little bubble would pop up on the screen of the electronic digivice, indicating his feelings. And currently he seemed to be irritated shown by a bit of a scribble in the bubble. Though, it seemed that she wasn't paying much attention to the digivice screen as she was making her way through the busy streets.
 "A treat? Stop treating me like a pet of some sort."
A light chuckle would be made from Suki, before allowing a little grin to befall her face. Her voice lightened somewhat- as she teasingly spoke.
"So you don't want the treat then?"
And with that, Blogger quietened down, obviously mumbling something to himself which was signalled by the digivice's screen bubbles. She just chose to ignore Blogger's sudden silence, as she focused on where she was going. Akihabara seemed be having one of it's busy days, as the whole streets were ripe with teens and shopping bags. Suki's arms folding, as her steps soon came to a halt, she looked at the view in-front of her. But with every second, her countenance became more grim.
"How on earth could this happen."
Her eyes  seemed to be directed to a window of a shop that she stopped in front of, but it was more-or-less was displayed. Right next to a shirt, it had a sign written, 'No more in stock'. In annoyance, she stomped at the ground with her right leg.
"No-no-no, I did NOT come here to get stopped by this - I got to tell Jade."
Her hand swiftly dipped into her pocket, to pull out what seemed to be a cell-phone that she hand dial a few numbers in and placed near her ears. And with that she was talking on the phone in irritation to her friend. A sigh could be heard from the digivice, as Blogger said to himself quietly,
 "This. . . is going to be a rather long day."

^[1] Blogger is the name of the Guilmon.
'''I hate starting threads, I lack imagination and this wasn't one of my best QQ. Oh well~'''

[Esmerelda Triane]

Esme stepped from the shop, one hand lifting to push the few strands of hair that she allowed to hang free out of her face. Her other hand held a bag filled with black and dark green silk fabric, plans for her new outfit already swirling around her mind as she smiled. Coro walked next to her, chattering happily as she did.

"And when we get home, I'll play with the puppies, and the kittens, and... and..."

"The red pandas?" Esme smiled down at her Digimon happily. "You know, I'm still surprised by how well those T-shirts you helped me design have done. I'll have to make some more, from the looks of it-that boutique has alre-"

She stopped, the blast of a nearby girl's phone making her jump in surprise-she was complaining, loudly, about how the shop had run out of the tops to her friends, and she blinked a moment before smiling. The girl's pink hair and red eyes almost made her think of Ichigo from Tokyo Mew Mew, a favorite manga of hers. "Excuse me, Miss, but the shop has run out because I haven't had chance to make any more for them yet. I only just found out how popular they've been."