Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z
I smiled at myself in the mirror; I was in the changing room of very expensive lingerie and she was admiring a gorgeous bra and thong set. It was a black laced plunge bra which automatically gave her the cleavage she wanted, the thong was always black laced and hung low on her hip bones but dipped to her public line. She hadn't even looked at the price tag and was handing over the money.
A few more lingerie shops and she promised herself she would start Christmas shopping, but as she passed a certain window she stopped. Houses these days were so expensive, but now that she was earning so much surely she could afford a small flat, so she scanned the advertisements but soon got bored.
The streets of Japan were busy 24/7 and so when a man elbowed her in the arm and she stumbled sideways she didn't even receive an apology.
"Are you alright?" Pan looked up to see a man with gentle eyes help her up.
"Thank you" Pan blushed with having been witnessed fall over.
"People nowadays are so ignorant" he was rolling his eyes and she smiled.
"Yes, well it's a shame we don't have more people like you in this world" she smiled at him and he smiled back. 'very nice smile' she grinned to herself. They both left one another in opposite directions and Pan jumped when her mobile rang.
"Hello?"
"Pan darling your mothers out and she wants me to make tea, what do I make?" it was her father and he sounded panicked.
"Ermmm, well actually I was thinking about making tea tonight, do you mind?" she lied knowing her father would be relieved of this choir.
"Oh Pan you're a star, well I'll see you when you get home then" she could hear the grin in his voice and it made her smile.
"Alright, bye" and she clicked the phone off heading straight into an Estate Agents totally unaware of her actions.
"May I help you?" A young man approached her immediately and she stuttered.
"Yeah, err, well, I was thinking of renting a house out" she sounded so unprofessional.
"Come take a seat, I'm sure I can find what your looking for" he guided her over to a seat and he sat in front of her tapping on his computer that sat in front of him.
"So what do you have in mind?" he asked her.
"Something big but not really big but also not small" he giggled to himself and tapped on the keyboard.
"Is it a house, apartment, flat your looking for?" he asked
"What's the difference between a flat and an apartment?" she asked utterly confused with it all.
"An apartment is bigger, more complex and expensive and a flat is the opposite" he said, Pan quickly looked at his name tag, Jorge is here to help you, it read, she hated this guy already, he made her feel small.
"The cheapest apartment you can find then please" she grinned at him sarcastically and he laughed 'oh he is definatly gay' she laughed to herself.
After about an hour of him going over hundreds of apartments that were up for sale and rent she asked if he could leave them with her and he printed them all out for her and she left, very quickly.
"I think I'll pass" she muttered as soon as she stepped outside and dumped the handful of advertisements straight into the bin.
"Time for tea" she grinned as she walked into a Chinese take away; tonight the family where going to be in for a surprise, because they could never afford Chinese food.
