You were out shopping with Poe, your closest friend. He trailed along behind you, occasionally asking you if you wanted this, or that, but you turned him down, much to his disappointment, which you didn’t understand.

“… But of course, you will let me treat you at least once today?”

Poe muttered beside you, carrying the bags of stuff that you’d bought with your own money (he’d insisted that he could cover your expenses; you also declined, knowing that he was quite reckless with his money).