Ryker stood there, a little frozen. No way was he picking a suit. He was literally attracted to the back corner, if anything now. He was NOT moving. If Abby wanted him to get a suit, FINE, but she had to pick it.

Abby pulled on a tightly fit pale blue prom type dress. The spaghetti straps fit nicely on her shoulders. She looked at the back of the dress in the mirror and about melted. It was low cut all the way down to her waist. She smiled as she stepped out, finding Ryker quickly then frowning. "Ok mister. Let's get you a suit. Buttttt first. How do I look???" She slowly spun in a circle with a bright smile

Ryker waited, hidden the best he could, until Abby came out. When she did.. he was amazed. His eyes widened slightly. "Wow... you look great." He commented, half as an answer and half just instinct. "And you're picking my suit. I can't." He blinked to look at the racks.

"I am glad you like it! Now suitttt timeeeeee!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him to a suit she had noticed as she was dashing to the back earlier. "This one! Put. It. On. " she demanded with a sweet smile "pleaseeee..?"

Ryker resisted a heavy groan, glancing at the suit before taking it and disappearing into the dressing room. He pulled on the suit after brushing off his clothing, and running a hand through his hair again as a stress reliever, before walking out. It was slightly itchy. And way too clean. And it felt like a board. But he had it on. (What does it even look like (sobs))

(No clue lol. Dark blue. So it can be a pretty contrast?)

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Abby clasped hee hands together and practically collapsed. "Oooooooo I love it!!!" She hugged him "thank you" she whispered. "Can I buy it? Please please please? It would look weird if I wear a dress and you wear your flannel. Just once? Just one date where I can actually dress up? I can NEVER dress up"

(Perfect... I think. I'm like Ryker. Flannel and t-shirts and jeans xD)

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Ryker lifted his eyebrows slightly. Hey, if it made Abby happy. "Don't thank me now, thank me after I get annoyed." He joked before smiling slightly. ".. Yes. You can. Not that my consent would change your mind. One date. And you can dress up whenever you want!"

(Lol I hate dresses but sometimes I just can't help it)

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Abby jumped up and down, pulling Ryker to the dressing room then moving to her side of the dressing room to change back into her clothes. She brought the dress back to the counter, paying for it and waiting for Ryker. "Can we have a hangout/date tonight..?" She wished there was a park nearby but she hadn't explored the area very much. She hadn't been on a playground in YEARS

Ryker followed Abby like a puppet, mostly because he was keeping the phrase *pick your battles* in his head. At her question he chuckled a little. "You decide, but yesss, we can." He would enjoy that, even if he wouldn't want to admit it..

"Okkk!! Can you find a playground?" She took the suit and payed for it before bouncing back to the car. She took shotgun before Ry could. "You drive, I decide. How about that?"