"I trust your verdict," Neil says with earnestness. He doesn't know how a girl is supposed to look in her underthings, so he has no idea how he ought to look in them, either. Mostly, he just feels silly and a bit oddly ungainly. Everything is very close, and curiously sensitive.
After a moment of contemplative quiet, Neil shakes his head a little bit. He gets distracted by how much longer his hair is--and it's not even that long, maybe only shoulder length, but still much longer than he's ever had it--and then huffs a noise that's a half long-suffering sigh.
"I suppose that means the rest of the clothes. And then I'll buy you coffee if you'll come out with me to unwrap the mystery of getting my own clothes for this."
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After a moment of contemplative quiet, Neil shakes his head a little bit. He gets distracted by how much longer his hair is--and it's not even that long, maybe only shoulder length, but still much longer than he's ever had it--and then huffs a noise that's a half long-suffering sigh.
"I suppose that means the rest of the clothes. And then I'll buy you coffee if you'll come out with me to unwrap the mystery of getting my own clothes for this."