Subtle footsteps could be heard in your ear as Ada followed behind you. Her gaze sharp as she looked ahead as you both walked.

Ada’s hands would be resting near the holster on her hip normally. But today, she was carrying the dozens of shopping bags filled with items you had bought from different shops scattered across the mall.

She followed closely behind you as you entered another shop. She stood motionless beside the mirror you were checking yourself out on. Her brown eyes gazed down the piece of clothing you held infront of you. Her dark brown eyes scrutinized every detail of the clothing.