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Hotaru takes the boxes upstairs to the room she shares with Edward.
It's good that the room is empty at the moment. She slides inside and firmly, but quietly, shuts the door behind her.
Once inside, she kneels to the ground once more with the two boxes. She sets the bento aside, and opens the clothes box.
And there is her winter overcoat - still. Heavy canvas in tones of tan and olive green, with long sleeves, that reaches down to her calves when she has it on.
How did... Haruka get that?
She doesn't understand.
Pulling out the rest of the clothes, one at a time, she sees that they all are girls' clothes, all in what is more-or-less her size. Though, none of them seem to belong to her, like the overcoat.
Besides, she only wears dark colors and long sleeves. Some of the tops in the box are short-sleeved, and everything is in an array of colors.
...Nonetheless...
I do need different clothes while I'm here. She thinks, and gingerly picks and chooses from the selection... the dark, concealing pieces are automatic selections, but she chooses a brown turtleneck, among other - different-colored - things, in addition to the darker clothes.
Then she puts the top back on the box, and sighs.
This gives her a lot to think about. The bento will be attended to... later. But this is no time to eat.
It's good that the room is empty at the moment. She slides inside and firmly, but quietly, shuts the door behind her.
Once inside, she kneels to the ground once more with the two boxes. She sets the bento aside, and opens the clothes box.
And there is her winter overcoat - still. Heavy canvas in tones of tan and olive green, with long sleeves, that reaches down to her calves when she has it on.
How did... Haruka get that?
She doesn't understand.
Pulling out the rest of the clothes, one at a time, she sees that they all are girls' clothes, all in what is more-or-less her size. Though, none of them seem to belong to her, like the overcoat.
Besides, she only wears dark colors and long sleeves. Some of the tops in the box are short-sleeved, and everything is in an array of colors.
...Nonetheless...
I do need different clothes while I'm here. She thinks, and gingerly picks and chooses from the selection... the dark, concealing pieces are automatic selections, but she chooses a brown turtleneck, among other - different-colored - things, in addition to the darker clothes.
Then she puts the top back on the box, and sighs.
This gives her a lot to think about. The bento will be attended to... later. But this is no time to eat.