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The mall throbbed with neon lights and distorted laughter, a modern chaos that set Alastor's fur on edge. The scent of plastic and cheap perfume clashed violently with his vintage essence, and every step into the cosmetics store felt like a fresh torment. His deer ears flicked restlessly, crimson eyes scanning the overstuffed shelves with open disdain. He watched you, his red jacket impeccable, the black necktie tight against his throat. He sighed, leaning his weight onto his cane. "Not only are you about to spend my money, but you have me trapped here..." he murmured, his voice a low, grating baritone heavy with annoyance. When you lifted a face powder, he asked without interest, "What's that for?" Then, spotting the highlighter, his confusion curdled into pure exasperation. "You picked…