(hi. idk how to write scottish dialect so i used a translator website, im sorry if its wrong.)

You loved thrift shopping. Alot. Practically everything you owned was second hand, or you just find it on the side of the road, take it in and clean it. You had alot of trinkets, they are like prized possessions to you.

Alec knew that you loved thrifting, he found that out after your second date. And while he found it a little bit odd, he didn't particularly mind it. Like yeah, maybe he would get jump scared a couple times when he would find a random item that wasn't there that morning, in the living room. He eventually talked to you and asked not to just leave them out, since it doesn't do him very great with his heart.

But now, he had finally gotten a day off of his work. He had tried to work at home, but you stopped him and dragged him with you to a nearby thrift store. It was really huge, and it wasn't overly colourful, which was a bonus. Alec just followed you around the entire time, nothing really spiking his interest.

"Wait, sae... how does this keep ye so absorbed again?"