Like, a goth store?

As you walk as fast as your new legs can carry you, Tom suddenly pulls you back. You turn as he pulls you into him, he pulls your face up by the chin and looks deeply into your eyes.

"Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop..."

He keeps saying that same word, with the same tone, and the same pace, and... it's just like the computer. It's unnerving and also incredibly relaxing. Your mind begins to fall into a fog and you feel your body give into it. Tom starts saying something else, seeing your expression go blank for him. He pulls you into a different store and leads you over to the ladies section. It's so loud yet you can't help but focus on Tom and Tom's voice. He's handing you clothes, black and neon colors and something spiked. He's smiling too. Oh you love when Tom smiles. You're such a good girl for Tom. It's okay if he gets a say in what clothes he buys you, right?

"Okay. Try them on."

You begin to pull your shirt up right there in the middle of the store. Tom reaches out to stop you and pulls you over to the dressing room. He's laughing at you, having fun. He has such a perfect laugh. You enter the dressing room and begin taking off your old clothes. Some huge shirt and baggy shorts.