Playing Dress Up [ Hollow Bastion; Open ]
"Actually, they were all different in their own little ways, but only someone with a memory (and limited wardrobe) like Naminé would know how to tell them apart."
Now it seemed that Naminé was being pestered about dresses as well. It was rather sad that she only had one type of clothing, though for a long time Aladdin had been the same way. Clothing was trivial. The only real point was to keep a person warm. Of course, everyone liked to be much more flashy about it, but he to that day didn't understand what the big deal was. Some men were worse than women about it!
Still, how could he intervene? Aladdin got the feeling that Naminé never had the opportunity to really let loose and live a little. Her attitude was good enough reasoning to think that. She was now being given the chance to try something new. How could he drag her away?
He was getting more than a little bored with the entire situation, though. This simply wasn't his thing. He shifted his weight from leg to leg and back again as a way to expel all that extra street rat energy.
Now it seemed that Naminé was being pestered about dresses as well. It was rather sad that she only had one type of clothing, though for a long time Aladdin had been the same way. Clothing was trivial. The only real point was to keep a person warm. Of course, everyone liked to be much more flashy about it, but he to that day didn't understand what the big deal was. Some men were worse than women about it!
Still, how could he intervene? Aladdin got the feeling that Naminé never had the opportunity to really let loose and live a little. Her attitude was good enough reasoning to think that. She was now being given the chance to try something new. How could he drag her away?
He was getting more than a little bored with the entire situation, though. This simply wasn't his thing. He shifted his weight from leg to leg and back again as a way to expel all that extra street rat energy.