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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No, Jack wasn't hoping she'd ship him some clothes. Even if they'd probably fit him.
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Rose grabbed the phone distractedly but managed to check called ID before she answered. "Jack! Everything okay over there? Too much rain?"
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Nope, not answering that 'how are you' question.
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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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Rose would be on that list, dammit. She could be locked in a trunk. She'd make an excellent Turk.
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"You and me both. When are you leaving?" Rose asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.
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