Demon Marcus, Sunday, All Day

[myownface]

Sparkle was trying on pretty clothes.

See, the thing about yesterday was that, while his jeans and t-shirts and whatever looked just fine on a girl if you were looking to pass yourself off as the kind of girl who didn't give a shit about what people thought of you, it didn't have that... that... That 'I'm a person who wants to be noticed' look,

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[myownface]

You know. If you think you can handle dressing yourself.

Talk to Sparkle!

[myownface]

He will secretly delight in dressing you up all pretty-like too, boys. Just keep that in mind.

Re: Talk to Sparkle!

[makemyownway]

"I need a bikini that makes my breasts look amazing," Cade announced. "Beach party."

Re: Talk to Sparkle!

[myownface]

"Honey, your breasts already look amazing," Sparkle deadpanned. He even managed to hold that deadpan for a moment before breaking into a grin, putting the miniskirt he was inspecting back onto the rack, and then giving his hands a clap as he walked over to Cade. "Let's see what we can do to draw more attention to them, shall we?"

So, it was probably safe to say that this was Sparkle's most favourite weekend in all of history, right here.

Re: Talk to Sparkle!

[makemyownway]

"Well, aside from giant blinking arrows that point to them, I'm pretty open," Cade replied.

OOC!

[myownface]

I'll be ducking out in a few hours for an afternoon concert, but I'll be around in the evening to grab pings!