"I have no friends. Why don't I have friends?"

"Because you don't know how to be nice."

Keith sat up and glared at Allura.

"Since when were you my phyciatrist?"

Allura uncrossed her legs and leaned forwards, removing her work glasses.

"Since I spent the better part of my young adult life in therapy, Keith."

Keith huffed and lay back down on the couch. Allura looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Well if you know all the answers, why don't I know how to be nice?" he asked her.

"You've had a difficult childhood, Keith, and it's time you come to terms with that."

"What do you know about having a difficult childhood?!" Keith sat up again, yelling. His face went red. He instantly regretted his words.

Allura had lost her father and mother to a 'car accident' that was allegedly planned by Alfor's power-hungry best friend, with who he started their million-dollar technology company.

The man was never convicted, which Keith knew eventually drove Allura into a law career. She wanted to make sure nothing like that ever happened again.

"I'm sorry." Keith whispered.

"I know you are, Keith. I know you and I love you, and I know you didn't mean it. We're family, and I'll always forgive you. But everyone else isn't going to forgive you that easily. You need to learn to filter your words."

Keith nodded. "I know."

He paused for a moment, unsure of what to say.

"You wanna go shopping?"

Allura smiled gleefully. "I thought you'd never ask!

The pair were just walking out of Nordstrom when Keith heard a familiar voice yell, "Hey, buddy!"

He and Allura turned around to see none other than Lance, jogging towards them.

"Fancy seeing you here!" Allura said, and Lance flashed a characteristic grin.

"My sister Veronica's birthday is next week, and if I forget her birthday I'll never hear the end of it."

Before Keith even knew what happened, Lance rested an arm on his shoulder and asked, "Mind if I join you two?"

Allura looked at Keith, who was absolutely paralyzed.

"We'd love that!"

Lance smiled again. "Well, I'm in the market for something sparkly, you see."

Allura's face lit up. "I could use something sparkly as well!"

She turned to Keith.

"Come on, lets go!"

Seeing his reluctantance, she said, "I'll buy you some Cinnabon..."

"Fine."