Funny Weird Pajamas Novels & Stories

A smirk appeared on my face just imagining his reaction. He was out the whole day. I really don't know where he went. I Ramage through my closet and dress into a pair of a pink silk pajama set. It was shorts and a shirt from Victoria's secret. I for some weird reason liked my pajamas comfortable but not today. The shorts barely covered my ass. Normally I don't condemn wearing clothes like this but today was different, I had some plans.

There was nothing wrong with my pajamas, there was nothing wrong with leggings and a long top, it was totally in. Plus the top may have been a bright orange colour but that was only because it was from volutneering. Who the hell even more matching flannel pajamas these days? And there was no way I was walking around with an over-sized shirt like in some said novels, I might have the legs for it but I was not degrading myself. I mean what if some midnight rapist came into my house, easy access much?

Then he went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of iced water, taking a few gulps to relieve the heat. "Is it really that bad?" Feeling quite frustrated, and even more remorseful, Sonia was quite proud of the unique design of this Pajama, and she even was ready to hand out her pajamas for Summer 100 Degree. However, at this moment, it seemed that her pajamas had been pushed into a hole of ice, which made her feel very heartbroken.

What the fuck are those?” I blurt before I can stop myself. He doesn’t look at me, gaze fixed a few inches to my left. “They’re pajamas, Bennett. Sleepwear. To avoid making others uncomfortable.” “Hate to break it to you, bud, but those aren’t pajamas. They’re jammies.”

Even though it was so dark and Hilda couldn't see his expression, she could tell that he was smiling. "Is the cow outfit that I ordered for you pretty?" Hearing this, Luna stood up, showing him her new cow pajamas as she chirped happily, "Look! Mommy and I are both wearing cow pajamas." In a gentle tone, Nathan replied, "I'm wearing it too." Hilda felt even more embarrassed. Luna's nanny suddenly gave her a set of new pajamas today so she merely chose to wear it. She never thought that it was part of a family pajamas set and didn't know Nathan had one too.

It’s so pretty to look at in the night sky. When we got home, we all got a bath, yuck. I wouldn’t say I like baths. Amaryllis loves baths so much she plays around in the water. I prefer to get it over with and get out of the water. Who wants to sit in their filth? But whatever. After bath time, we were put in special pajamas for the holiday. They were comfier than those fancy clothes we had to wear for the festival. “Azriel, that’s the wrong pajama set.” Daddy groaned after Zio Azriel finished dressing me.

"Your cheap pajamas might contaminate the pool water. The fibers are poor quality." I flinched at his words. Cheap pajamas that might contaminate the water. He was right, these pajamas were cheap and worn out, but he didn't have to say it like that. Still, I didn't have a choice. My trembling hands started unbuttoning my pajamas one by one. First button. Second button. Then the third. The flannel pajamas fell onto the stone floor by the edge of the pool. I was now only wearing underwear and a bra, both also worn out, faded, with even a small hole on the right side of my bra. I covered my chest with both hands, trying to hide the sagging fat on my arms and stomach.

Three sets of the cutest matching pajamas, soft purple with stars and moons, even little eye masks. “This is the best thing ever! Thank you, Vaerion!!” Aster shouted to the ceiling. The lights flickered again, warm and happy. I plopped down beside her and snagged a nacho. “Damn. This room might be my favorite person now.” Aster wiped tears of laughter from her eyes and grabbed a Coke. “Same. We should never leave.” We giggled like absolute maniacs, shoving nachos into our faces like the feral girls we were at heart. After a while, I asked, “Hey, do you need any clothes or anything? I’ve got space. The room can probably help.”

" I hung up and shook my head. Tara really had not changed. Not long after I got home, Cassidy sent me a message. [Sophia, are you watching Tara's livestream? She's at it again.] I was not planning to bother–but when I saw the screenshot she attached, I paused. Tara was wearing my stolen designer coat. Behind her was a luxury villa I had never seen before. I clicked in. The comments were flooding the screen. [Queen, you are gorgeous.] [That energy and elegance–unreal!] I frowned as I watched. Tara posed in front of the camera, speaking in an affected tone. "This outfit? Just something I picked up casually. Only tens of thousand."

Her best friend was still in her pajamas. " Hey! are you going to wear that? " she called out. Evangel stopped and faced her. " Yeah, is there something wrong with it? " she turned around to observe her pajamas. It was pink with the image of ducks scattered all over it. " I think is cute, " she joked wiggling her toes that were inside fluffy pink bedroom slippers with rabbit ears. Clarissa rolled her eyes, shaking her head at the same time as she walked toward her best friend.