Elias took Lynsandra to the city's bustling night market, shoving her into stalls to try on some thrift clothes. It wasn't easy to convince her, but with his insistence, she eventually agreed.
She tried on different outfits, and everything she wore made them look like they were from high-end boutiques. Because of it, they gathered quite an audience, and each time she stepped out of the small changing room, the number of people grew, and they all clapped along with him like it was some sort of a show.
Lynsandra was like a celebrity. Because of her, some of the ladies started looking for clothes in the shop. Others? They simply eyed the clothes she tried on in case she wouldn't buy them.
"How about you try this on, eh?" Elias beamed, holding up a piece of lingerie. "I'm sure you'll look good in it—"
And that was almost — very closely — the last thing he would have ever said.
