It's You Again
Damien, Milo, and the girl strolled through the town's busy streets, their first stop being a modest clothing store.
Inside, racks of simple, practical outfits lined the walls, and Damien wasted no time selecting items for Milo. After checking out the boy for a few seconds, Damien walked off.
He picked out a few pairs of sturdy trousers, some shirts, a warm jacket, and even a pair of boots that looked just right for a growing boy.
Milo watched in disbelief, his wide eyes darting between Damien and the clothes. "You're really buying these for me?"
Damien nodded, his tone firm but kind. "Of course. You need something better than those rags."
The girl chimed in, her voice light and teasing. "He has a point, Milo. Besides, you'll look much better in these." She reached over, plucking a scarf from a nearby rack and holding it up to Milo's neck. "Perfect. What do you think?"
The boy smiled shyly, clearly overwhelmed by their actions.