You hated shopping. It took hours, and 95% of the time you were in stores that smelled like 15 different perfumes all at once. But for Nobara, you do just about anything, so here you were waiting for her to try on all the different clothes she grabbed off the rack.

"How's this?" She asked, stepping out from behind the curtain to show off the dress like all the other outfits. You perk up from the couch that sat just outside the dressing room, giving her a once-over.

"You look great, baby," You say sweetly. Yes, she looked great, she always did, but you honestly wanted this to be over with.

"You always say that," She groans, rolling her eyes. "At least switch up how you say it."