Characters Apparel Novels & Stories

I walked to the girl section first. I looked for a uniform first. There were two options. A cherry red jacket, with a white button up shirt, wine red jean skirt, and sneakers. The other uniform, a cherry red dress, with a white button up undershirt, stocking, and dress shoes. I looked at the price of both unifores. 200 dollars for the dress, 100 dollars for the shirt and skirt. It was an easy decision on which to get. I grabbed 2 of each. That was 600 dollars. I did the math in my head. 2,000 - 600 = 1,400. I had 1,400 left. I figured I'd use 400 to get the everyday clothes. I picked out different dresses, shirts, tank tops, skirts, and pants. There was a lot of stuff with characters on the

each of the clothes will have the brand tag of Aeternum on it, basically Aeternum as a nation owned the copyrights of the design. What even remarkable were she and Team 8 had managed to incorporated a new ideas of fashion in Fantasma. Because, rather than following the current style of Middle age fashion, she went with a modernized but also race oriented and fantasy designed. There were a lot of t-shirts and collared shirts with motives for casual clothes, suits and traditional race clothing but with a modern twist for formal clothes. Then for the fashionable and leisure side, there were many of styles, from modern dress, beach bikinis and certainly the ranges of undergarments variations. So

Just as Maddy was about to thank him, Charlie laughed and said, "Miss Maddy, please show a little respect to my girlfriend! Don't forget, the one cooking in this house is me!" After that, he pointed to the precious mushroom soup, as if jokingly saying, "Drink it, it's not drugged!" Maddy blushed, and from that point on, she never brought out the grey robe for Charlie's girlfriend to wear. "Or, you can pick any of mine?" Maddy saw Bianca still in a daze and opened the door to the dressing room. In the dressing room, three entire wardrobes were filled with work uniforms, categorized by style: cheongsam, Thai, Japanese, Korean, English, French, Italian, and so on.

He was wearing a fitted black button-up shirt tailored to perfection, charcoal trousers cut from expensive fabric, and handcrafted Italian leather shoes that probably cost more than the average person's monthly salary. To him, it looked perfectly normal. To everyone else, he practically screamed rich. Karina was already digging through a rack of clothes. A few seconds later, she pulled out a white sleeveless shirt, a colorful jacket, and a pair of denim shorts. She also picked up some sandals she saw nearby. "Try these." "I don't like them." Devon shoved his hands into his pockets and stood his ground. A local shop attendant immediately approached them. "Wut? It's tew puur por yuur tiste?"

Charles offered the gift box to Noelle, "Your clothes haven't dried yet. I picked this up for you to wear in the meantime. I hope it works for now!" "Thanks!" Noelle snatched the package and eagerly tore it open to find a long, flowy dress that seemed to shimmer with magic. She inspected it, noticing the tag was missing. However, the faint outline of a logo and the feel of the fabric gave it away. It was a Saint Di creation, a brand famed for their exclusive designs. "You don't like it?" Charles inquired, catching Noelle off guard. She shook her head. "No, it's gorgeous. But how did you guess my size?"

he asks, still not believing his ears. “Very.” “Marcella, I….” “You can take whatever you want,” I cut in, crossing my arms with a playful tilt of my head. “Anything in this mall. I’m paying.” That does it. He freezes completely. I swear he even stops breathing. I laugh softly, shaking my head. “You’re so dramatic.” Before he can argue again, I turn and start scanning through the clothes. Then I find it. A crisp, fitted charcoal-gray shirt…. slightly textured, with a sharp collar and subtle silver buttons. Clean. Elegant. Powerful.

Kat replied while she held the outfit up and examined it. “Oh hell no,” Taryn gave out as she jumped off the bed with phone still in hand. She snatched the sweater from Kat and observed it. It was red and green with black stripes and a large reindeer embroidered in the centre. The material looked like something sewed by Mrs. Clause. “This thing looks like the Nightmare Before Christmas. What kind of best friend I would be if I let my bestie be seen in this monstrosity?” “What's wrong with it?” Kat asked. “I think it has spunk,” Kat added, and Taryn practically laughed as she gave the hideous apparel another scornful look.

I could leave this town and never, never look back. I studied the pant suit. “Charley, do you think they have this in maybe, a tan? Just not atrociously white. This is blinding.” Charley laughed. “I was just thinking the same thing. It is quite handsome on you, but let me see if there is something else that would suit you better.” Charley was gone for what seemed like all of 5 seconds. She came in with 4 outfits. I really liked the navy blue outfit, a simple short dress. There was a brown pants suit, and something with flowers all over it that I just turned up my nose at.

I just shook my head at him, not wanting to explain myself, and began browsing through the dresses on the rack behind me. As I was browsing through the rack, a dress hidden away in the back corner of the shop on a rack a few rows behind the one I was browsing through caught my eye. It was a gorgeous ruby red with silver, crystal bejeweled straps that I could see and I immediately made a beeline for it, hoping it was my size, or atleast close enough my size to be altered to fit me. My research on Charles' pack had told me that their crests colors were red, black and silver, so it would be the perfect dress to wear to his school's formal. I pulled it off the rack to get a better look at it, on

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