Anything But Clothes Romane & Geschichten

After waiting for what felt like ages, with no clothes arriving, I decided to explore his closet to see what would fit me. The wardrobe was predominantly filled with formal wear, royal garments, and neatly hung button-down shirts, all of which were much too large for me, even though I was on the thick side. But I continued scanning meticulously, not wanting to disorganize the perfectly arranged closet. Finally, after several minutes of looking, I came across a shirt that seemed about the right size. It was adorned with a smiley emoji and the words "Smile for me, even when you're sad" printed above it.

It's a small piece of clothing. What the hell?

Everything can’t suddenly be on the up for me, there’s always something that goes wrong just when I think I can be happy. Rebecca takes my hand and pulls me to my feet. “Come, let’s get going. I’m sure you need to shop for a few things, right?” she asks me, and I realize again that I don’t have ANYTHING, just a gym bag full of clothes. “Yeah,” I groan. “I basically need new clothes, toiletries, shoes…ugh, a new life?” She chuckles and slips her arm into mine. “Well, it’s a good thing we’re gym buddies and not girly girls, so we won't need to get make-up, heels, and pretty stuff. We can go in my car-”

He’d packed an entire suitcase full of clothes, and now they were completely useless. Looking around, he noticed that apart from himself, Brandon, Olivia, and Justin, the other contestants had much smaller suitcases. Confused, he asked, "Didn’t you guys pack clothes for the whole week?" Elric flashed him a smug grin. "We only packed for today and the last day. Linds gave us a heads-up that we’d have to wear traditional outfits in the city and wouldn’t be able to use our own clothes." "Even watches and accessories aren’t allowed," he added, clearly enjoying this moment. "No mobile payments either—everything’s cash only."

It was medium, as she’d stated. “Why aren’t your shoe sizes numbers?” Seth asked, a bit of turkey in his mouth as he asked. He did well to hide it in his cheek so she didn’t see the bits of gnawed up flesh. “Well, we only have small, medium, and large,” Rain said with a shrug. “Our clothes are basically the same. Everything comes from the Mothers. We get what they give us. If we want or need something, we can ask for it. We usually can get it, but the sizes are general.” She thought of the fashion catalogues her other two roommates liked to look through. Gale and Breeze hadn’t even crossed her mind since she’d left Weather House. She hoped they were okay and no one had decided to interrogate

“You signed up for this, girl. No crying over spilled contract now.” Back in the bedroom, I open the huge closet. Rows of clothes in my exact size hang like they have always belonged to me. I pick a simple soft sweater and loose pants, nothing too fancy for an afternoon alone. The fabric feels like butter against my skin. Another reminder that everything here is better than what I left behind.

Atlas thrusts one of his hands at me. I stared at the three name-brand grocery bags in confusion, then turned my gaze to him. "What are these?" I asked him. Atlas sat down beside me. "Dresses and other necessities." He explained as he pulled the end of the grocery bag open. "You don't have any other clothes to wear, do you?" I opened the grocery bags and was amazed at the complete contents. He even bought me not only a dress and shoes but also a bag and some makeup tools that I didn't bring, which made me almost speechless from amazement and embarrassment, underwear.

"I'm good with animals and I even find some of them cute but I'm afraid I didn't come prepared. I only thought that this is it for our date today so I'm afraid I don't have other clothes with me." "Then let's stop by at a clothing store. You don't have to worry about anything else."

Madelyn smiled and replied, "There is no need. My Etlinish is fine." After communicating with them, she realized they were here to send her clothes and the daily essentials. During their talk, no one noticed Jane's furrowed brows. Instead, Madelyn noticed the clothes rack by the door. Hanging on it were all of the latest outfits for this season, from skirts to underwear. Various clothing styles were tailored to her body measurements, with numerous makeup tools and accessories.

She showed me everything. The shelf of animals and their individual names and personalities. The drawings on the wall, each one explained in detail, that one was Button in the garden, that one was Daddy at work which was why he looked so serious, that one was a princess but not a regular princess, a princess who also knew karate.