Post by Siren on Sept 11, 2022 18:48:29 GMT
"What do you think? This one, or this one?"
Siren stood in front of the Old Navy dressing room, holding in one hand a faded pair of deep blue jeans with a sequined flower on the side, and in the other, a checker pleated skirt. She grinned at her unwitting hostage, the man she only knew as Basskicker, who - at the moment - seemed like he'd rather be anywhere else. Ah, well. She needed new clothes, which meant he would have to wait!
"The jeans would probably be a bit more sturdy in case I fall out of another plane, but the design's a bit tacky, don't you think?" She held it up. "I wonder whose idea it was to put beads on clothes. I mean, that's like asking for them to come off in the wash."
She moved over beside him, tapping him on the shoulder, trying to get his attention.
"Hey! Come on, I can help you pick out something after! You could use something snazzy, stand out from the crowd."
She giggled.
Siren stood in front of the Old Navy dressing room, holding in one hand a faded pair of deep blue jeans with a sequined flower on the side, and in the other, a checker pleated skirt. She grinned at her unwitting hostage, the man she only knew as Basskicker, who - at the moment - seemed like he'd rather be anywhere else. Ah, well. She needed new clothes, which meant he would have to wait!
"The jeans would probably be a bit more sturdy in case I fall out of another plane, but the design's a bit tacky, don't you think?" She held it up. "I wonder whose idea it was to put beads on clothes. I mean, that's like asking for them to come off in the wash."
She moved over beside him, tapping him on the shoulder, trying to get his attention.
"Hey! Come on, I can help you pick out something after! You could use something snazzy, stand out from the crowd."
She giggled.
