Shopaholic? (Open)

[Ryanne Tyler Michaels]

THE YOUNG TEENAGER HAD BEEN IN ARIZONA FOR A WEEK NOW. ARIZONA WAS HOT, IN COMPARISON TO VANCOUVER, ARIZONA WAS COOKING HOT. RYANNE FOUND HERSELF DRESSING IN LESS CLOTHES THAN SHE NORMALLY WOULD, WEARING MORE OF HER DRESSES AND SKIRTS HAVING A BIT OF TROUBLE ADJUSTING TO THE CONSTANT HEAT. THE FIFTEEN YEAR OLD MISSED THE CONSTANT TRAINING, SHE HAD YET TO FIND HERSELF IN CLASSES OR EVEN GET HERSELF THE PERFECT DRESSAGE INSTRUCTOR. FINDING HERSELF IN TOWN BY HERSELF RYANNE THOUGHT TO DO SOME SHOPPING, HER AUNT DROPPED HER OFF AT THE LOCAL TACK SHOP WHERE SHE COULD AT LEAST BLOW A BIT OF MONEY. HEELED WESTERN STYLED FASHION BOOTS CLICKED ON THE FLOOR AS SHE STEPPED INTO THE TACK SHOP, NOT REALLY WHAT SHE WAS USED TO, BUT SHE WAS SURE SHE’D FIND SOMETHING. WEARING A CUTE LITTLE GREEN DRESS THE YOUNG TEEN’S BLUE EYES LOOKED AROUND THE STORE.

CLICKING THE PLASTIC BALL ON HER TONGUE RING ON HER TEETH AS SHE WANDERED AROUND THE STORE. BLUE EYES DIDN’T REALLY SPEND MUCH TIME LOOKING AT OTHER PEOPLE, TRYING TO STAY ON THE SUPPLIES AROUND HER. HER BLACK POLISHED FINGERS RAN THROUGH SOME BREECHES ON A RACK. FINDING HER SIZE SHE PULLED THEM OUT, OKAY, SHE PROBABLY DIDN’T NEED ANOTHER PAIR, BUT GRABBED THEM ANYWAY. GETTING DISTRACTED NOW SHE FOUND HERSELF STANDING IN FRONT OF A FULL SET OF VEREDUS PIAFFE REVOLUTION DRESSAGE BOOTS, THEY HAD BOTH BLACK AND WHITE IN HER HORSE’S SIZES. FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS FOR A FULL SET FRONT AND BACK? YES, THOSE WERE NOW ON HER LIST, GRABBING A SET IN EITHER COLOR SHE FILLED HER ARMS UP WITH THEM, NOT NEARLY DONE YET.

THE GIRL’S ARMS WERE FULL ALREADY BUT THAT DIDN’T SEEM TO STOP HER, TOSSING A SET OF STIRRUP LEATHERS OVER HER SHOULDER AND CONTINUING ALONG. OKAY WELL IT MIGHT HAVE LOOKED ODD, THE GIRL IN HER LITTLE GREEN DRESS HOLDING ALMOST A THOUSAND DOLLARS’ WORTH OF MERCHANDISE. THE FIFTEEN YEAR OLD FOUND HERSELF IN A BIT OF A PICKLE WHEN SHE FOUND SOMETHING ELSE THAT CAUGHT HER EYE, CLEARLY OUT OF HANDS. REACHING FOR THE STUNNING GREEN STITCHED SADDLE PAD SHE ENDED UP DROPPING A SET OF BOOTS. ”UGH.” HER VOICE SPOKE SOFTLY, ENDING UP DROPPING MORE THINGS AS SHE THEN KNEELED DOWN TO PICK IT ALL UP.

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