Novel & Cerita Anything But Clothes

I will cook for the two of them in the afternoon, no need to rush. The bus stopped at the entrance of the mall, and I and a few others got off the bus one by one. I want to buy myself some new clothes because Christmas is coming. Winter in this city is not too cold but I like fashion, I like to mix and match trendy outfits to have a Christmas atmosphere. So, I swooped into a clothing store that was displaying autumn and winter fashion-style dresses. “Martin, are you going to buy clothes, too?” I widened my eyes in surprise because I thought he must be reeling at First Real Corporation right now.

He was holding a hanger of feminine clothes and that made my brows knitted. I lost my attention on the photo and asked about those in his arms. "Why do you seem to have a stock of women's clothes?" I didn't see any hint of surprise in his reaction. He just strode over to the bed and laid the women's clothes on top of it. It seems like there are a lot of choices but I immediately understood the dresses better and the rest, I'm sure the shorts, pants, blouse, t-shirt are just random pairs. Lucas doesn't have a mate yet to have these things in his territory.

--- "Why do you keep spacing out?" Claire looks up to find Vivian smiling at her, eyes bright with teasing familiarity. "Don't tell me it's your almost-ex-husband again?" Vivian adds, lowering her voice conspiratorially. Almost-ex-husband. Claire can't help but smile at that. She doesn't deny it. Instead, she gives her friend a condensed version of what's been weighing on her mind. Nothing dramatic, just fragments—unfinished conversations, old wounds that refuse to heal. They end up buying more clothes than either of them planned to.Things that Claire doesn't strictly need but reaches for anyway, as if filling her arms might quiet the emptiness pressing against her ribs.

She knew exactly how she would tell Romero. -ding- The little bell to the shop went off as she entered the store. She smiled at the workers and went to a section that had dresses. She picked out a beautiful dark purple dress that had a gold waistband. Then she walked to the spot where the baby items were at and bought a simple white onesie. She also picked up dark blue, gold, and black fabric paint markers. She went to the check out and paid before leaving. She had thanked the cashier on the happy anniversary wishes and then left the store. She returned to the pack house and went to the table. She placed the white onesie on the table and took out the fabric markers. She sat down in the chair

By the time I regained consciousness, the world around me had changed. I was in an abandoned warehouse, bound hand and foot. When I looked up, I saw Georgina standing there in a pristine white dress. Noticing I was awake, she walked over, crouched down, and gently grasped my chin between her fingers. “This face… It really does look exactly like mine,” she murmured. A cold wave of unease settled over me. “What do you want?” Georgina’s tone sharpened. “No matter how much you look like me, you can’t hide what you really are—filth.”

Was he just playing dumb? The problem isn't the clothes, it's the underwear. She needs a bra and panties to protect her assets!

“People like clothes that say something.” Later that day, while returning home, Vera’s attention was caught by a modest boutique displaying its festive collection. Her gaze was drawn not to the clothes but to a little boy standing just outside the entrance. His eyes were locked on the children's section, though no one paid him any mind. He was dressed in rags and barefoot, clearly from a different world than the well-dressed shoppers being ushered inside.

He gritted irritably with remorse, "Why do I have to say that?" Annoying! He flicked the collar of his shirt and suddenly thought, "Anyway, Elizabeth is not at home now. What's wrong with trying it? It's not a big deal... It's a big deal. He can try it and take off his clothes afterward!" He frowned and looked at it again. This time, he didn't think too much. He took off the clothes and remove the price tag. Then he put it on. He had a variety of clothes, casual, formal, sportswear of various colors, but he rarely bought clothes of this color.

Warriors follow close behind, and I sigh. "Okay, kids, I want you to pick out clothes, and I don't mean two or three items. I mean wardrobes for all seasons and all the way down to hair care products and deodorant. Warriors are here to assist us, and once done, we will head to phones and laptops, "both look at me shocked. Eve starts to count her money and tries to hand it over. "I can't afford the clothes here, alpha",,I cup her face, making her look in my eyes.