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Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.” “We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.” He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum Pleasure] “And this is yours,” Maxwell said, showing a small-sized shirt that read: [I Survived the Max Attack!]

Kieran says as he pulls out a black shirt with the Batman superhero character printed on it. Adrien’s face lights up as he moves closer to him and takes the shirt. “Thank you,” he beams. Aria pouts, crossing her arms over her chest. “I also want an Elsa shirt.” “We have one over here,” the attendant suddenly says from behind as she leads us to the row filled with cartoon character dresses and shirts. “Look, you can even get a dress if you want,” she says, pulling out a dungaree with the Disney character, Elsa printed on it.

It was not that expensive. We immediately entered the shop and our eyes immediately met the hanging white t-shirts with BATANES written on them but nothing was written after that. Maybe that is their customized shirts that you can put your name on. "I'll get three for us!" After saying that, he immediately took three white shirts and went to the counter. I was shaking. I looked outside because it was a glass wall there and I saw that Reed was going to enter there while Cayden was with Lucas and Scarlet. Scarlet was snaking again with Cayden which made me frown. The face is really hard.

“You missed me.” I bit back a smile. “You’re impossible.” He leaned in slightly. “Admit it.” Instead of answering, I glanced down, unbuttoning the top of my uniform shirt, then the second button, just enough to pull the collar aside. The shirt underneath peeked through, the black fan t-shirt Kai had given me with bold black letters stretched across it: “Kai Blackthorn No. 1 Fan.” His eyes widened for half a second before his mouth curled into a slow, smug smile.

"I wanted to put my hands on your pus9sy again." I actually wore this outfit on purpose. I was wearing jeans and a graphic T-shirt. I liked to wear shirts with funny sayings. It usually made people laugh. In a large font, my shirt said "Do Not Read The Next Sentence" Thin in a really small print underneath it said, "You Little Rebel." Most people grinned when they saw it, some chuckled. We didn't have much of a dress code at our school, we just had to cover all of our parts, nothing too short or revealing for girls. Guys couldn't wear cargo shorts. You know the ones with all the pockets? And our T-shirts couldn't have lewd sayings or curse words on them. I didn't want to make it easy on Alex

I look for a nice shirt, but they are all in the dirty laundry. “It’s just pizza and a movie.” I hold up a long sleeve Motorhead t-shirt. “Do you think this one will be okay?” “Well, if it’s between that and the one with a rat eating a hot dog, then yeah, the band t-shirt is better.” Justice sounds disappointed. “Remember what your mother says about wearing heels?”

Jax looked confused and everyone else laughed. It was an infant sized white t-shirt that said, "I don't snore, I dream I'm a motorcycle". "Keep going. You'll figure it out." Raine smiled. Jax opened the second box and unfolded a black infant tshirt. Written on it is, "Born to be a Biker Just like my Daddy". The third box has two shirts in it in Jax's size. One is white. It has a picture of a motorcycle on it and says, “My Daddy is a Biker”.

And winning the lottery is only an imagination for me. I hold a book, The Time Traveler’s Wife. The cover of the book shows a girl wearing black knee length dress and black school shoes with long white socks. And beside the girl is what looks like a red picnic cloth, with neatly folded man’s clothes and shoes on top of it.

As he says this, I pull my hand out from behind my back and I place the bag I had in my hand in front of him and I give him a look that says, ‘go ahead and open it. “What is this, Jo?” “You will have to open it to find out babe.” He carefully and skeptically pulls the bag closer to him and peers inside, but he can’t see anything with all the tissue paper covering it. So, he starts to pull the tissue paper out and then he reaches inside and pullout a shirt reading, “Future Alpha of Blue Ridge Pack” He looks between me, and the shirt and he give me a questioning look like he doesn’t fully understand why I gave him this shirt.

—with rhinestones, painted hearts, and what looked to be glitter glue in the form of a rattle? Underneath it all stood the whole Thompson-Auburn tribe, boisterous, proud, and unrepentantly quirky… clad in coordinated T-shirts. Bubblegum and powder blue. Big block letters. "WELCOME HOME FUTURE PARENTS," they said—each shirt daringly worn like a uniform of baby-pressure combat. Damian came to a stop mid-step. "Oh god. It's a baby ambush." Eliana blinked, then squinted. "They… they made merchandise?"