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There were so many different kinds of yarn that her bantering with Hemming ceased as she took them all in. Wow! The warrior went from shelf to shelf. Why hadn't they brought a bigger bag?! Or some kind of a wagon?! She frowned at the thought. Maybe they would have some kind of a canvas or something here that they could put stuff on and drag it back. Or a bookbag or something. It was a craft's store...maybe they would have something like that here.
Just as she was thinking that she spotted something, a big hiking backpack sitting beside a big box of glue-on gems. Ooooohhh, shiny! She went for the bag of gems, looking at them and holding the bag up to the backpack. They would look really good glued onto there! She reached to put the gems inside the bookbag, but found that there was already something inside. She pulled it out, looking at it. A first-aid kit? Hmm. She opened up this kit, looking at it. Medical stuff! That would definitely come in handy.
She looked from the kit to all the different kinds of yarn, biting her lip. Ember wanted the supplies...but she also wanted yarn. Damnit. No, she needed the kit. She shoved it back into the backpack. She would put yarn in around it....but that would mean that she couldn't get very much yarn. She'd have to be picky."What kinds are you gonna get? I like the fluffier stuff." She said, finally glancing up from her newfound treasures.
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