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Who: Rush and Charlotte
What: Shopping.
Where: Auditorium, then downtown.
When: Friday, after rehearsal.
Rating: G ( Read more... )
What: Shopping.
Where: Auditorium, then downtown.
When: Friday, after rehearsal.
Rating: G ( Read more... )
She took a few minutes to change after rehearsal, throwing on a butter-yellow blouse with a white pencil skirt and flats - if she was going to teach him about clothing, she needed to be a good role model. With keys in hand, Charlotte gave him an appraising look, noting his preferences with an internal sigh, before smiling slightly.
"Ready?"
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Of course, going out and having clothes bought for him was kind of amusing, as if he were something of a 'kept man.' With that thought in his head, he vowed to himself that he would pay her back at some point, if he could manage to find a job, what with the times.
He followed her to her car, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he did. "So... what kind of stores are we going into?"
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If he tried to pay her back, she'd have to say no. She didn't need the money, and besides, she'd feel a little odd taking money for something that she hadn't personally paid for. Her credit card was linked to her parents, who didn't care what she spent as long as it didn't get exorbitant (and even that was a bit adjustable), so it wasn't her money.
"You're luckily not a bad looking guy, so it won't be too hard to find you things that suit your level of talent. Closer to the show, though, we'll have to find you something more formal. Probably just a rental suit, but something."
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His fingers tapped on the door handle when he recognized a song that was coming on, and he quickly mapped out all of the notes in his head. Interesting that he could do that so easily, but couldn't dress himself to current fashion standards. Nor become comfortable with the idea of dressing nicely... the other day he'd googled "GQ" just to get a few ideas, and was immediately distracted by all of the pictures of half-naked people of both sexes. But obviously Charlotte wasn't really going for GQ anyway, considering what she'd just said -- which he was immensely thankful for.
"That doesn't sound too... difficult, then."
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Charlotte liked well-dressed people, she always had; while she admitted that she preferred talent, looks were a close second. There was a reason she surrounded herself with boys like Jesse and Aiden. Easy on the eyes was just the beginning. And while she had no intentions of the physical kind towards Rush, she wanted to see him dressed to match the talent he had shown playing piano. If he was going to befriend her friends, he needed to dress the part.
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He looked out of the window, probably looking baleful (although that wasn't what he was going for, in particular). Rush wondered how he'd look after she was finished with him; he supposed it wasn't likely that he'd come out of the dressing room, shaking out his voluptuous hair like a trophy, and become prince charming after a change of clothing, but he could wish for it.
"So, uh... how 'well-fitting' is well-fitting?"
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As they pulled into the parking lot of the Lima mall, she dug her purse out of the backseat and grinned at him. "So aside from bizarre sweaters and pants that could be hand-me-downs, what do you normally wear?"
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He smoothed out the wrinkles in his (could be hand-me-downs) pants, feeling somewhat self-conscious when she brought them up. Rarely did he have occasion in school to think of the fact that he was not wearing clothes that he could, by any stretch of the imagination, call new, and so it typically saved him the embarrassment of thinking about it.
"I suppose... more sweaters. And I have some polos that I guess are kind of loose, and a bit on the... vomit-colored side. Most of my t-shirts are pretty loose as well, mostly in the shoulders... Not much else of note."
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