Mint Stained Shirt Novels & Stories

~ MIA ANTHONY ~ I covered my face to hide the heat that had risen. Glancing at the side mirror one last time, I checked my make up adoring the pretty face that stared back at me. I wore a multi color vintage shirt today, paired with brown baggy jeans and a white Adidas superstar converse which I admired amongst the converse I bought last week.

Sarah smiled "Sick. Now, I think you should get the extra large." I grimaced "No, he's like a medium, right?" Sarah shook her head, checking the tag "You see, this is mostly cotton. It will shrink when he washes it." "Oh, right I see." I grabbed the extra large shirt and threw it into the basket. "Alright, let's continue." **

"Oh!" Said Blaze while holding a sleeveless mini dress with a sunflower motif and a striking yellow base color. He showed me the dress. "Isn't that too bright!" My protest. "You will look like a running spring!" He said with a cold face, I laughed along with Blaze's words about the striking color in the mini dress that he just showed. Blaze returns the clothes to the shelf, he searched again from the end of the shelf, he found a long-sleeved blouse that has a small strawberry patterned mini skirt suit with a white base color.

DYANNE “Gosh, this shit won’t come off,” I hiss as I dab at the horrendous coffee stain on my shirt for what feels like the one thousandth time. Of course the big brown stain on my blue shirt won't just go away, but I was hoping it would because I didn't have any fucking spare shirts, and it's not even close for me to clock out yet. I hiss again as I turn off the tap. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, and the sight makes me sigh in frustration.

It peeled off like dried glue, sticky with blood and sweat. Scarlet’s breath caught. His ribs were purple. Something had bruised him so badly his skin looked like paint. “Wear this,” Mira muttered, helping him slip the ridiculous pink shirt over his shoulders. “Don’t complain.” Scarlet almost laughed at the sight...big, tall, usually-impossible Grey sitting there with a shredded knee and murder in his eyes while wearing a strawberry shirt. But the laugh died in her throat because nothing about him was funny. He was shaking.

Luna's POV: I'm standing next to Tatum's bed looking at the shirt he's laid out for me. It's a soft grey color and thicker than the last one. I pick the shirt up and bury my face in it inhaling the masculine scent that lies within it. I hurry and dry myself off snapping my fingers to make a pair of underwear appear before slipping the soft cotton shirt over my body.

She walked to the shop and the sales assistant smiled at her and asked, "May I help you, Miss?" Avery smiled and asked, "I saw a black shirt on the window display. Do you have different colours?" The sales assistant smiled and replied, "Please follow me." The sales assistant showed her the different colours and replied, "We have one colour per shirt." Avery chose a lavender colour shirt, the quality, and the workmanship was good. It looked comfortable and luxurious. The pink and white striped shirt attracted her eyes as well. She smiled at the sales assistant and said, "Please wrap both of them." Then she gave her the black card.

If it gets wet, it gets see-through or you ended up staining it with food marks. Seeing the red underneath my shirt made me pause, remembering Reed go red and I narrowed my eyes. "Oh that arse-wipe,"

Min-a added, strutting into the Park. He was dressed in the same color pattern. A white floral shirt with his favorite color as the floral pattern and cropped jeans that ended mid-calf. Min-a always looked too good to be true so it wasn't even a surprise that his jaw dropped as he stared behind him. Seung-ho was just glad—hell, overly thankful he was patient enough to spot the beautiful flower beneath his lost soul. Even though the moment felt fictitious and he could see himself getting eaten up by doubt and past troubles, he shook it off as he remembered Min-a’s words.

CHAPTER 7.2 "It's beautiful!" Syrel is proud because of the result of her t-shirt. "Well hahahahaha" Lester replied laughing. "I’m going to do mine!" because Gio was jealous of Lester's work, he took his t-shirt and he started doing it. He just drops a jobus colors on it. "Is this okay?" He asked us “Go on! the more the merrier!” My answer "That’s enough!" Vincent replied. He followed what Vincent said and also because of the excitement, he opened it. He stood up from his seat and while he’s opening his shirt, we’re watching him. He laughed at what he saw. White is more dominant than the jobus color.