Prisonborn
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Thread Topic: Prisonborn
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Sophia didn't know the answer to that. All she knew was that they were supposed to be criminals but they weren't.
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"Alrighty, what size are you?" Christmas shouted to Sophia from another room, examining the tag of his smallest clothes. "All I've got are medium larges and mediums. Except for this one thing from Mrs. Rhubarb, but that shrunk like mad."
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"Uh..." Sophia had never paid attention to the tag on the back of her uniform and she hadn't paid attention to the clothing she was wearing now. "Probably a medium." She said that because it was the smaller size.
(I"m a men's and a women's medium) -
(At least in shirts)
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I literally have to shop for pants for kids several years younger than me ;-;))
Christmas pulled out a floral Hawaiian shirt. "Stylish. What do you think?" -
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(Really?
Well, I did develop at an early age, which might explain it)
Sophia giggled. "But it's cold outside" -
Smol hips and big legs, a tragedy T^T))
Christmas playfully tossed the shirt at Sophia. "Fair enough. I'll get you some nice warm things, mainly in the form of Mrs. Rhubarb's gifted sweaters because I'm mean and don't want them." -
(I'm an hourglass so I have bigger hips)
She nodded with a smile. She looked at the shirt in her hands, how the colors starkly but nicely contrasted each other.
She had a thing for color. She had gone all her life.without seeing amy. -
Ah okay. I think my only classification could be STICK))
Christmas began to pack, the sweaters and jumpers he had never worn still carrying the scent of pastries and lavender soap. An odd combination but a pleasant one, but one not unfamiliar to anyone who had met Mrs. Rhubarb. -
(Like my sister XD
She's getting into the sizes where the pants don't come with adjustable waistbands and so we had a belt fiasco a few days ago lol)
(Ok I'm sorry but I love Mrs. Rhubarb already)
Sophia went into his room to watch him curiously. -
I NEED THOSE ADJUSTABLE BANDS LOL))
We haven't even seen her yet XD))
Christmas smiled, holding it tightly before packing it up. Mrs. Rhubarb had always showered him with affection, something he hadn't truly appreciated until just now. Pat charged into the room.
"I don't think we'll be able to take Pat," Christmas said with a frown. -
"What?" Sophia asked, her face falling. She had grown attached to the animal.
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"He's small and he needs food and warmth, things that we'll be needing ourselves," Christmas said, picking up the small dog and petting his head sadly. "He could get hurt."
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