A third pair of trousers landed on the bed with a resounding thud, they joined the pile of shirts that Sam had already tried on, and she was still no closer to being able to decide what to wear. With a sigh she slowly started to put the clothes back on their hangers and back

“I wouldn’t start making a habit of this you know; fightin could get you quite a reputation.” A warm smile spread across Sam’s lips as she let the sparkle of her joke dance across her eyes. “I, I don’t normally, ever, really, its just they tried to steal my shopping,” Cat struggled, her fingers twirling