Alec sighs looking at the cashier a sharp smirk plastered his face.
"Well well if it isn't the freak, decided to ditch that garbage bag on your back in exchange for something normal people wear?"
The smirk grows as he boasts focusing solely on him. Davia sighs, dumping the clothes with his gaze turning to her.
"Hey, babe how about after my shift we go back to my place and I'll show you why I'm such a prize?"
Her eyes shot wide and without flinching she whips her hand against his face as a loud slap echo throughout the room, gritting her teeth as she glares at him.
"You’re the prize equivalent of those Chinese finger traps, you think you’re the s**t but only idiots would fall for your tricks!"
He holds his reddening cheek.
"Good, I like a fighter."
He slowly scans the clothes
