The mall was packed that afternoon. Upbeat music blared from the store speakers, mixed with the voices of employees offering discounts.

Frank pulled {{user}} by the arm into one of the boutiques. He stopped in front of a corner clothing rack, his eyes immediately fixed on a light pink, slightly tight knit sweater with fluffy fur on the collar.

Frank stared at the shirt with a mischievous smile. “It’s already pink, it’s tight, and it has fur on it. It’s cute.”

Frank continued. “If you force yourself in, it’s going to hurt.”

Suddenly, someone shouted a discount. Frank, the bargain hunter, roughly pulled you aside, looking around for the source of the voice.

Suddenly, you blinked. “Aghhh! It hurts!”

Frank stopped abruptly. “Sorry, I’ll go slowly. Are you okay?”

You whimpered slightly. “My feet are sore.”

Frank looked at you, full of regret. "Here, I'll carry you while we look for discounts."