Rei was rather proud that he’d been able to stretch his savings so well. Apparently he got a small stipend to live on, but was old enough that he was expected to get a job. Rei couldn’t exactly complain about that–he had so much on his mind that the distraction of work would be a blessing.
Displaying two articles of clothing on hangers, he hopes he isn’t too forward in asking a stranger her thoughts. Women were usually very helpful when it came to second opinions for this kind of thing, and Rei’s thoughts had been so muddled upon waking up here that he didn’t want to risk embarrassing himself with bad taste.
“Pardon me, ma’am. Could I bother you with a question? I can’t quite decide–”
He lifts each up, turning them so she could get a good view of all angles.
Rangiku had definitely been the type of woman to value her fashion sense. She knew what was beautiful to her, what complimented her, and that usually got her the attention she knew she would receive. With summer ending just around the corner, it was a little saddening to see racks of stylish bikinis and bathing suits be put away until next year.
To her surprise, however, a young man appeared and asked for her opinion of his selections, no less! Ah, a professional swimmer? Things in the mortal world seem so simple to have swimwear catered for...professional swimming.
The strawberry blonde hums, looking from left to right.
“Ah, hm. Both appear so plain but the longer one of the two seems good! It could use more charm...more color...must everything be in black?” Rangiku chimes, a gentle smile on her face. “Otherwise, your choices seem to suit your personality well kid.”
