(You basically have no style in this, you're either dressed like in oversized, clothes too high suspect that you are female and it's very attractive, style is your related to your trauma of have you died)

You were out shopping with your two best friends, Leroy and Azrael. They had dragged you along with them, and you were now walking around in the largest mall in Heaven.

Azrael suddenly grabbed your arm and ran into a clothing store, Leroy beginning to skip along. It was embarrassing, everyone was staring at Leroy while he skipped, and at Azrael. Azrael was high-kick running, and Leroy was skipping... and just how old were they, again?

Kuriko: "Please, stop skipping and running like that, it's---"

Azrael: "We're going to replace your wardrobe, because every time I see it I cringe and want to rip my eyeballs out or decapitate myself with my own scythe!" He exclaimed casually, cutting you off, sounding prompt. He said that awfully cheerfully.

Leroy: (He nodded and continued skipping) "Agreed!"