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Amara for once was actually excited to be hanging out with someone that wasn't undead. She didn't hang out much with anyone around camp. She was used to only having a close sibling for most of her life. That was another thing her step-father told her, never trust anyone. They could always end up backstabbing you for their own benefit. For money, anyone would do anything. With a quick shake of her head, she turned back to Dimitri. "We have to go shopping. I'm sorry, but these clothes aren't meant for clubbing. And these boot heels," She said with a big gesture to her shoes, "we're not meant for dancing."

Amara knew of a few good places around here to shop around. She had some cash on her, but not enough for a cab. A mischievous thought came to her mind as she asked him, "Do you have a car? If not, I could probably figure something out." Amara gave him a charming, perfectly white smile before scoping out the camp parking lot. There were a few cars here and there because most of the campers already left to go do their off campus activities. She was looking forward to tonight, and she made sure she definitely made sure she had her fake ID. She just wanted to have some fun without thinking of the consequences for one.

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Amara gave him a small smile for his joke about his shirt. She listened to him and waited near the camp entrance for Dimitri to come back. They were starting to become friends, and it felt great. She used to have to become friends with people because they either owed her something or she thought they were friends and they ended up ditching her. It wasn't a good feeling to have told and trusted someone with everything to go tell someone else or just leave you behind for something better. She wasn't sure if she could trust Dimitri yet. He seemed like a good enough boy, but she made sure she had her weapon just in case. Finally, he came back with the car keys to a Jeep. She would've just been okay with hot wiring the lamborghini in the far side of the parking lot. The less work she did, the better.

Amara caught the keys easily before sliding into the Jeep. It had nice leather seats that weren't damaged, at least not yet. She checked again for her fake ID and cash before leaving because she'd get in trouble if she didn't. She planned on drinking and dancing a ton tonight. The two of those went together like peanut butter and jelly, at least for her it did. She was used to going out clubbing, but it was usually by herself. Everything was better with a partner in crime because at certain clubs people liked to cause fights. She could handle herself pretty well, but there was usually multiple people and it was kind of hard to fight someone woke you were drunk. Amara stuck the keys in the ignition and put on her seatbelt. She checked to make sure Dimitri had his on and turned on the radio as she slid out of the parking space. A popular song came up and she knew the lyrics, but she didn't know who the artist was. She quietly began to sing the lyrics, "My name is no, my sign is no, my number is no." She wasn't a good singer, but she didn't seem to care. A small laugh escaped her lips as she said, "I think we're going to be singing this song a lot tonight."

ooc- the song is no by meghan trainor just thought I'd add that part for them to have a bonding moment haha

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Amara's face lit up when he started singing with her. It'd been a long since she had enjoyed doing something with someone else. The last time she actually had fun was with her brother. Dimitri kind of reminded her of her brother, they had similar features. However, Adriano had blonde hair and bright blue eyes to match Amara's. They were both a hundred percent Italian. As the song continued, her from only got bigger. "My name is no, my sign is no, my number is NO." She was practically shouting at the top of her lungs now with joy as she made a right turn. The song ended just as they arrived at the outlets. It was funny how Amara could shop like a daughter of Aphrodite, drink as much as a child of Dionysus, be as mischievous as a son of Hermes could be, and fight as if she was one of the daughters of Ares. She wasn't exactly sure how she was a daughter of Hades, she didn't have any of the traits. Most of the demigods in the Hades cabin were dark and preferred to talk to the dead. Amara liked to talk to the living as much as she could.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, and she turned off the car. With a click, she locked the doors when they were both out of the car and shoved the keys into the pocket of her leather jacket. There were dozens of shops here, and they were bound to find someone thing at a decent price. Amara grabbed Dimitri's arm, like she would do with her own brother, and pulled him towards the first store she saw. "Do we want to meet back here in like half an hour and we'll try on stuff together?" She suggested, already eyeing a few dresses close by. She turned back to face him with another warm smile before adding, "After we find something we can go grab some dinner at a diner or something."

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Amara was actually excited for once. Sure there was a threat of a pack of hellhounds or empousai that could come and attack them, but that'd didn't matter. She just prayed for once that the gods could at least let them have one good day together as friends. That was all they needed. "I'll see you then." She said with bright smile. She walked into the store with her heels clicking on the pavement. She had never heard of this store, but there was a first time for everything. She wandered around picking dresses here and there. She'd have to pick shoes at another store because they didn't seem to have her shoes size. They had the time and she figured Dimitri would need a nice pair of shoes to go with his outfit.

As she walked around, she'd occasionally check the clock hung up on the wall near the cash registers. Her hands were both already full of hangers with dresses on them. Amara picked a few more dresses out before meeting Dimitri at their rendezvous. She saw him walking up to her, and she could feel her stomach doing excited flip flops. They were going to have a great time tonight whether it killed them or not. "Ready?" She inquired as she showed him her hands full of hangers.

ooc- should we make like a polyvore set of all the outfits and stuff??

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