Shopping

"Ravi?" Asher asked.

Ravi looked around the shop, they were mostly selling bedding. He could always transform the bedding but with the 8000 dollars in his bank account, he wanted to splurge.

"What is your favorite color?" Ravi asked as he pulled a shopping cart trolley.

Asher looked at him and shook his head, "They don't have it." His favorite color was gray with flecks of gold. Maybe he did a favorite color, he had two and those two must be mixed for it to be his favorite.

Ravi cocked his head, how rare must the color be, "What is your second favorite color?"

"Gray." Asher replied immediately.

Ravi raised an eyebrow, "Gray?" What teenager likes such a color?

"Don't you think it is a little boring?"

Asher shook his head, "It is not boring at all. It is beautiful and it is safe."

Safe? Ravi did not understand that particular word in connection to gray but he did not question it.

"What is your favorite color?"