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" Ambrose and Vincent were utterly confused. What was with this outfit? Larissa said enthusiastically, "Since it's a visitation day for the parents, we obviously have to wear matching outfits! "I spent a lot of time picking these outfits. The both of you will surely look good in them." Ambrose looked down at the hoodie in his hands. A helpless look grew on his handsome face. It was a cherry pink hoodie that had the words "Handsome Daddy" written on it. Similarly, Vincent also held a matching cherry pink hoodie that had the words "Cute Baby" on it.

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

"Like... small as in able to fit me kind of small." Cayden sighs and nodded. "Yeah... thought they looked cool and bought them online. Only realised that they were women size after they were delivered." He explained. "Keep 'em if you want." "Aaand... what about my shirt? Do you have a spare shirt?" I asked. "Wow, you're demanding." Cayden huffed. "The smallest thing I own is... this hoodie, I guess." He showed me a white hoodie, most probably the one he wore during the game at that time.

he says, making me melt. “You got me more than one gift, Kaeden?” I ask and take both from him. I sit down on my bed after placing the frame on the bed and unwrap the big box. My eyes widened in shock! Inside is a set of clothes, a red and black baseball jacket with my name on it and the number eight on it. Setting it down, I pulled out two shirts, one black with Cyro’s name on it on the back and in front. It had an outline in light blue of a wolf, while the other shirt was a black and blue checked shirt. I pulled out a pair of plain black jeans and white sneakers that had a wolf printed on the outside of the left shoe and Cyro’s name on the other.

I read a few pages and already I’m imagining the alpha werewolf in my book to look like Jonathan. Dammit. “I have something for you,” he says, coming back down the stairs. He’s wearing black athletic pants and a Chicago Bears hoodie. I’m not a big sports fan, but I do support my city. “You do?” “Well, kind of.” He crosses the room. “Grab your coat.” Setting my book down, I get up and hurry after him. “If it’s a cat, you should have waited until Edward wakes up.” He gives me a playful glare. “It’s not a cat.”

The Blackhawks Tomahawk logo was on the left chest and there was a Tommy Hilfiger logo on the top edge of the hoodie. Meredith was also wearing a pair of black leggings that said Blackhawks down one side. She had on a pair of Giuseppe Zanotti black leather wedge sneakers with laces and zippers that went up the sides. She was also wearing her Tom Ford asymmetrical leather jacket. She gave a sheepish smile and hoped it wouldn't be too obvious how much her shoes and jacket cost but she knew anyone looking would be able to tell that they weren't from Kohl's or even Macy's for that matter.

“Take this.” “I’ll leave you two to look. Come to the counter at the front when you’re done and I’ll get you all rung up.” I politely smile as she turns around. “Thank you.” Beck shakes the hoodie, gesturing for me to take it. “Beck, this thing is like three sizes too big for me.” He continues to look through the clothing, not bothering to look at me. “It’s the warmest fabric they have. Your lips are blue from being so cold, so forgive me if I don’t give a flying fuck how big it is on you as long as it keeps you warm.”

Lydia said with a sparkle in her eyes. "Tell us more about what's in it," Kurt asked. "I will, but we have to get to my place first. We can't discuss this out here in the open," Lydia said. She put the book back in her backpack and zipped it up. As she turned around to continue walking, she saw a weirdly dressed man in front of them. He was dressed like a ninja but his suit was blue with golden lines instead of black. He was also wearing an Oni mask or at least, it looked like one. He looked like an assassin that was here to hurt them but they weren't sure if he was.

He handed the books he had chosen to the young worker and stuffed his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. "'The SAS Survival Handbook?' and '2020 Standard Catalog of Firearms'?..." The worker raised her brows at the young man in front of her, the corner of her lips twitching unconsciously, as she used this opportunity to look at his handsome face. "Your taste is still as random as always." This guy would either wander around the bookstore just looking around, or buy the most random craziest books ever. She remembers the first time she saw him buying books here, the titles of those being "Demons: The Devil, Possession & Exorcism" and "Poisonous Plants". The poor girl wasn't sure if this guy wa