"Let's keep shopping mi hermana!" Raquel giggled.
Emilia gasped, holding her manicured hand in front of her mouth for emphasis.
"Dios mio. Does my little sister actually want to shop with me?" Emilia sarcastically asked.
"Ayayaya really Emilia don't start with me chica!" Raquel sighed, crossing her harms and flipping her curly hair to the side in a huff. "I just don't like how long you take sometimes! But with this camera, I can make cute pics pop out while I wait for you or those rare times that you wait for me!" She explained.
"I don't take that long!" Emilia grumbled, placing her hands on her massive hips.
"Ay please, you're becoming more like Mamá everyday." Raquel teased before she began to walk from the store. "Now, vaminos for favor."
Emilia followed swiftly, holding her purchased bags of clothes. (Luckily for her, the reality change brought with it an already bought selection). Emilia wanted to protest, but her little sister was right. Emilia was almost 28 now, while Raquel was just ending college. Emilia definitely picked up some of their Mamá's habits, whether it was what shows they watched or what they wore. Hell, even Emilia's hair was becoming more like their Mamá's. Back in her youth, her hair was curlier than Raquel's.
As Emilia grumbled on behind her sister, Raquel surveyed the mall. She figured that they could try for a different store where she would be more interested in buying something, so Emilia could have more time playing with that old camera. It's not that Raquel didn't like clothing, but she was always a tad bit more of a tomboy. She wore her tank top and yoga pants instead of getting dressed up because it was way more comfortable.
She also wanted to test the camera once more, just to be sure. She saw an old married couple walking with their canes.
FLASH
The picture came out looking good. She was relieved to see that nothing appeared to be damaged. She watched cheerily as the jogger and her poodle made their way towards the exit.
"Okay, where do you want to go next?" Raquel asked Emilia walked up beside her.
"Why don't you pick?" Emilia replied, slowly getting over her sister's comment and trying to show how "unfazed" she was by it.
"Alright!" Raquel replied. "How about..."