Chapter 88 - Shopping
After that, they followed the Smith Twins around and started to wonder what they were really there for. Right now, it was basically Kay going about from shop to shop as she bought some clothes. Sometimes, she didn't even buy anything but walked off if there wasn't anything of interest.
As Kay went into the fifth store, Kay turned to them and said, "This is the last stop, okay? I promise!"
"Yeah, yeah," Kyle replied and headed to the waiting area. As this store was more 'high-end', there were sofas around for the convenience of the shoppers. Kyle patted the space next to him and he leaned back, watching Kay go from one aisle to another.
"Now you can see why this would be punishment for me," Kyle said to Beatrice and Sarah, "Sorry that the both of you had to be dragged around like this. Actually, if you weren't around, she'd go into more shops and take far longer!"
"Wow, really?!" Sarah gasped, "Five stores isn't enough?"
"It's okay," Beatrice replied with a slightly tired smile, "It's certainly an eye-opener for me, too. I've never gone shopping like this before."
"Neither have I," admitted Sarah.
Well, she just tends to go to one store, get all her stuff and go. Flitting from one shop to another was an entirely alien concept to her. Why would anyone need so many clothes? She also noticed that Kay didn't go for the really outlandish type of clothes but they looked pretty normal. Jeans, shirts or blouses. The occasional skirts. Why couldn't she get it all in one store?
Out of curiosity, Beatrice got up and went to one rack of clothes to go through them. The blouse looked rather nice. It was a pretty lace patchwork white blouse. It had a V neck, and the hem of the sleeves and bottom of the blouse was 3 inches of lace. The material was soft and silky, and it seemed to fall gently down.
She took the blouse off the rack, then casually flipped the tag to see the price. Her eyes bulged wide open and without another word she quietly, slowly, put it back on the rack.
Beatrice sat back down, this time next to Sarah, not daring to look at anything else.
Kyle laughed at Beatrice's reaction. He had noticed her going about and the way her eyes lightened up as she saw the blouse. This particular boutique was one of Kay's favourites. The style and design were all very casual and seemingly simple but the craftsmanship and quality of the materials were top notch.
Kay and Kyle were the types that were pretty low-key. They didn't go for the more outlandish and popular type of brands and opted more for comfort and grace. They didn't go for the latest fashion or keep up with what is the trend.
In fact, Kyle never liked fashion shows. This was due to his previous life as well. He just found it too boring and most of the designs were not something that he could appreciate. He definitely didn't have the eye for such things and he wasn't even going to try.
Minimalist. That's what he was. Simple. Cozy. Comfortable. Most people would not spend so much money on clothes that one could get in any store but they failed to see: although it may look the same, it definitely wasn't. The material was better, the workmanship superb and the quality was off-the-charts.
Thus, people didn't realise that their outfits were actually were extremely expensive and of the less popular or less recognizable brands. This one, D'Amour, was a well known international brand that had two styles: the casual and the formal.
Kay came bouncing back with a great big smile.
"Done?"
"Yup!" she replied and pointed towards the cashier where there was a pile of clothes on its counter. The cashier was busy ringing it up while the sales lady (who works on commission) was having this really big grin on her face.
Beatrice's eyes looked in shock at the 1.5 foot high pile of clothes. If that one simple blouse had that high a price tag ... Beatrice shuddered to think how much those pile of clothes would cost.
"Okay, just sit and I'll get it settled," Kyle replied as he got up.
Kay sat down on the seat that Kyle vacated and started talking to Beatrice and Sarah, "I'm so sorry for taking so long. And you didn't get anything!"
Beatrice shook her head, saying, "No, it's okay. I don't need anything."
"Yeah, we didn't come to shop, but to accompany YOU to shop," Sarah said as she looked around. She hadn't even bothered to check out the clothes here for she already knew that it would be far beyond her budget. Just by the fact that it was a boutique was more than enough to know it.
Although she knew that the Smith twins were rich, it was one thing to know it - and another to actually see it. This was the first time that she had seen Kay shop and the number of things that she bought was mindboggling. She shuddered to think how much was being spent, yet Kay didn't appear like it was any big deal.
Kyle walked to the cashier, and unknown to the two girls, he had the blouse that Beatrice had checked out earlier, and a blue floral printed sleeveless summer dress in his hand.
He placed both items on the counter and said, "Please add these as well, but in two separate bags."
Once everything was tallied up, Kyle took out his wallet. The sales lady and cashier were actually a bit worried about whether these young kids could pay but they were professionals. So long as one walked through that door, that person would be treated with the utmost respect and like royalty.
If they truly couldn't pay, then they'll just have to leave without the goods. It was actually something that they encountered sometimes, so they were well prepared should the possibility arise. The best case scenario is that the customer leaves, after making some lame excuse about the card being faulty or left wallet at home.
Worst-case scenario is that they would kick up a fuss, accusing them of faulty equipment, demand to see the manager then walk off in a huff while insulting the clothes as being 'not good enough anyway'. The latter case happened most of the time and thus, they were prepping themselves for it. Though the kids did appear to be rather well behaved and not snobbish like most.
However, the moment Kyle's wallet opened up, the sales lady couldn't believe what she saw. There were three cards nestled in the card compartment of that wallet. She could clearly see the top parts of the cards peeking out and the colours were gold, platinum, and black. His parents were rich! Wasn't one card enough? Little did she know, however, was that it was only the gold card that belonged to Kyle's parents.
Kyle took out his platinum card, which was more than enough for the purchases. He wasn't going to use his parent's card and the black card would be overkill. He had gotten it for contingencies and any unexpected purchase. That, and the fact that he kinda liked owning one. He had not used it yet and doubted that he ever would but just the fact that he was one of the few owners of such an exclusive card made him happy.
Yup. It really was satisfying to own one.
Don't you agree?
As he handed the card over to the cashier, he asked, "Do you do delivery?"
After receiving an affirmation, he then settled the time and date for the delivery before making the payment. Among the pile of bags there, he picked out two and walked over to Kay and Beatrice.
"Come on, it's lunch time," he said.
"Yes! And after that, spa time!" Kay said gleefully, "As a thank you to Beatrice and Sarah for accompanying me here."
"Spa?!" Kyle groaned, "What about me? I suffered too!! And what am I going to do while you while away there for a couple of hours?"
Kay shrugged, "Don't know, don't care. You're the servant today, remember."
"Servants don't pay," Kyle pointed out.
"Fine, banker? Sugar-daddy?" Kay teased.
Kyle snarled at her playfully, "I'm only 3 minutes older than you. Ignoring the blood relation part, I'm hardly old enough to qualify as a sugar-daddy. You'd make any sugar-daddy bankrupt within a day, too."
Kay stuck out her tongue at him.
"Gah, fine," Kyle mumbled as he watched Kay's happy face, "Eat first, then you girls go for the spa."
After lunch, the girls went to their spa and they agreed that they would only be taking two hours for it. Kyle kinda wished he could join them but there was no mixed spa here. He didn't want to enter alone either as that would be too boring. He sighed, then decided that the best place to go would be a bookstore.
In his previous life, that was a place he found most comfort in and often sought solace there. To be surrounded by the silence of the books on the bookshelves. The library would have been the first choice, but it was too quiet.
Kyle knew that the nearest bookstore was three floors up, so he decided to take the lift which was just nearby. The escalators were at the other end and he was just too lazy right now to go there. Of course, he'd only take the lifts if it wasn't full or if there were no elderly and people with strollers waiting.
Then, his eye caught on something as he was walking towards the lift. He stood at the entrance of the door, contemplating. Rock5 Gym. Indoor rock climbing. Biggest indoor rock climbing gym in the Country.
This looks interesting ...
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My dear lovely readers,
Have to put this note here as the Creator's Thoughts doesn't allow more than 500 words. Darn.
Anyway, unexpectedly and to my utmost disbelief and wonderment, there have been requests for mass release. Well, ok. It's possible since I have chapters stockpiled up. So, here's the deal.
I will have a mass release on Sunday (31 March 2019) if the following has been achieved by midnight (GMT+8), Saturday (30 March 2019):
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