Rose scowled at the pile of clothes still on her bed. They were cute things - tops and skirts and tighter jeans that had been fun to wear around Fandom but didn't have a place back in Montana. Nearly everything she'd packed had been completely utilitarian. The stuff that she could wear for training for years in the cold or wet and not wear out
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He showed up in Rose's door, looking calm about things, at least.
"Sorry, I won't be taking any of your clothes."
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That was a joke, Rose. Ha ha.
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"Gonna be careful?"
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