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Location: Angel Grove Outlet Mall
Interacting with: Each other mostly. Charlie mentioned.

Lee’s eyes lit up the moment they walked through the sliding doors. Angel Grove Outlet Mall was not Seoul’s Myeongdong by any stretch of the imagination, but it was still full of possibilities. He was in his element, his eyes darted from storefront to storefront. As soon as he walked into the first store, he was already flipping through clothing racks.

[color=EE82EE]“No…No… Hell no… Ah hah!”[/color] He held up an electric blue bomber jacket with gold detailing. [color=EE82EE]“This would look amazing on you! People would stop and stare.”[/color] Without waiting for permission, he draped the jacket over Sam’s arm and was already digging through the next rack. [color=EE82EE]“We’re going to find you a look that says, ‘I’m a responsible academic’ and ‘I could front a boy band in my spare time.’”[/color] He picked out a pair of black jeans, looked at them for a second, then put them on top of the jacket. [color=EE82EE]“You’re gonna look like an Idol by the time I’m done. Trust me, you’ll thank me later. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But one day, when you’re walking across campus and people are saying, ‘Wow who’s that guy!’ You’ll think, Lee really does know what he’s doing.’”[/color]

[color=4169E1]“Trust me.”[/color] Sam replied with a smile. [color=4169E1]“I'm already thinking that. You at least have me looking as if I care about myself enough to look nice.”[/color]

Then, with a mischievous grin, he picked out a soft pink button down shirt. He knew it wasn’t Sam’s style, but Lee just smirked. [color=EE82EE]“And this… is for me. You’d look great in it. Pink looks good on everyone!”[/color] Then without missing a beat, he went deeper into the store to look for more clothes.

Sam was about to follow Lee and protest his latest choice but something or rather someone caught his attention. It was a young woman about his age, maybe even a bit older, searching through a rack to find some clothes in the women's section. He couldn't see her face yet, but there was something about her that was familiar.

Then he noticed that everything she was looking for was purple or had purple in it. He flashed back to a time when he was shopping with his older brother, Andre. He was tirelessly looking for clothes with silver in it and complained about how hard it was to find any. Everything was either white, gray, or black. He asked Andre why the color needed to be silver and he told him that he and his friends wore color coded clothes. Sam honestly never understood it, especially since they were supposed to keep their identities secret. That'd be like if Clark Kent wore red and blue every day. 

The memory made something click for Sam. [color=4169E1]“No. That couldn't be Charlie. Charl—!!”[/color]

He was cut off by the loud sound of screams of panic from outside. He turned his head to the exit and back to who he believed was Charlie, but his vision and path was blocked by a stampede of people rushing through the store and out the door, some with clothes they hadn't yet paid for. Sam sighed and put his clothes back on the rack. He'd get them after he figured out what was going on. [color=4169E1]“HEY LEE!!! IF YOU HEAR ME, MEET ME OUTSIDE!”[/color]

Without waiting another moment Sam dashed towards the exit, avoiding people on his way out. That was until he saw a little girl knocked to the floor and her mother trying to reach her. [color=4169E1]“I got you.”[/color] Sam said as he scooped the girl up from the floor and maneuvered through the crowd to get her to her mom.

“Thank you!” The mom said as she embraced her daughter.

[color=4169E1]“Don't mention it. Just get to safety. Lee, where are you!?”[/color]

Lee had just hit the jackpot. He found blue and gold sneakers that matched the jacket. When suddenly, he heard screaming. He furrowed his brows. [color=EE82EE]“Was there a flash sale I didn’t know about?”[/color]

A bunch of panicked shoppers ran past him. The terrified people knocked over a mannequin, and its arm fell off. Without hesitation, he picked it up like a baseball bat. [color=EE82EE]“Don’t move, I’m armed!”[/color] He joked to no one in particular. It got no laughs, everyone was busy being terrified, but it made him feel better, as he tried to find Sam in the chaos.