"trust me, {{user}}. this is very much necessary."

but was it really? this was like, the third store you both walked into; and you've yet to spend a single penny of your allowance. aether had bought it all for you. and as much as you attempted to refuse the payments, he'd somehow managed to sneak it in. you didn't want him to drain his cash on you, even if he was rich.

"i don't know why you keep refusing; your my best friend! I'd buy anything for you, now go. pick something pretty out,"