i swear i don't know anything about fashion [open]

It is a very very rare thing for Trevor to be seen outside of either his clinic or the house, usually the only times being when he commutes between the two, when he needs to buy necessities, or /certain individuals/ literally drag him along to interact with the world and other people.  

Your chances of winning the lottery are probably better than finding him in a clothing store. But here he is anyways.

The weather was getting increasingly colder and the clothes he had used for the past 3 winters had “mysteriously” disappeared.  There’s only about 3 different people who would throw out his ratty clothes—which he had vehemently denied as being ‘threadbare’ and ‘wouldn’t keep a fire warm, goddammit Trev, those things were thinner than paper’—and had ended up with 25 credits shoved upon him and banned from the house until he came back with some clothes that weren't more holes than cloth. His bets were on Kota throwing them out in the first place.

The last time he’d been to a retail store was when he was 8 probably, and absolutely no way was he going to pay those ridiculous prices. That left the always reliable good wills, salvation armies, and secondhand stores.  He’d slunk into one grumbling about how stupid this all was.

Trevor swore that every time he passed some other customers browsing around they started whispering and that was not making this any easier at all. Just get it over and done with. Currently a huge neon bright sweater, another similarly cringe-worthy sweater, and a pair of pant that didn’t come close to matching either, all hanging off one arm. The reason being that these were the cheapest things he could find and any sense to any fashion trends were long lost on him.  This moment he’s bending down and debating which pair of $2 boots would last longer. Both were black but one pair was oddly shaped and the other someone had apparently covered in sharpie. Someone please help this boy.

He looked down at the girl with interesting choice of dye (like he was one to talk) and froze for a moment in social panic collecting himself again “Um. I’m fine… I think… Ehe glanced vaguely around once, yeah this should be enough. “I’m just gonna buy this stuff now I guess… EActually now the girl had just come up to him and he’d just assumed she worked here for some reason. That’s not a good thing to do exactly.

Weren’t employees supposed to have some kind of sign that they worked at a place or something?
Oh shit she was looking at him weird. Actually she was probably looking at him oddly since the beginning. He hoped his bangs were long enough to hide his eyes. “s-sorry for bothering you miss.” He started to move around her; hard to in a shop as small as this. Rather did resemble a giant panda trying to make his way through things.