Monet slipped the barely there dress over her head. Whilst the box had finally stopped giving her bad eighties outfits made from polyester and nylon, it had started to make fun of her in other ways and give her designer clothes that were far to big for her. She was sure somewhere whoever was behind this was having a good laugh and when she found that person, they were in for a whole world of trouble.
"Was there something you wanted?" Monet said, turning her head to look at the rather well put together man. She might not have increased hearing but she wasn't exactly deaf either. Looking him over with a critical eye, she recognised at least two of the pieces he was wearing. Either the box had given him some very nice clothes or he was oh so shiny and new. "Or are you just going to stand there all day and watch me change?"
Chuck raised an eyebrow. "Well, if you're offering," he said, the implication in his tone unmistakeable, "There are a few things that come to mind." True, that dress wasn't usually something that would have caught his eye - although the absence of it definitely was - but Chuck was rapidly getting the idea that out here, beggers couldn't be choosers. And hey, if she was into begging, he wouldn't argue.
"I could think of more than a few things but I doubt you could keep up," Monet said, running her hands down the dress. Brushing her hair out of her way, she turned to look at the dress. It would have to do, there was no way she was going to walk around dressed like a virgin-whore schoolgirl or someone out of a bad eighties video. Monet finally gave him her attention. "Nice attire, new I take it?"
Well. Not everyone on this island was so very Swiss Family Robinson after all. "I don't think we've been introduced," Chuck said, turning on the charm. "I'm Chuck Bass. And I haven't been outmatched yet, although I'm always up for a... challenge."
He smirked as she looked him over. "New as of this afternoon. And you are..."
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"Was there something you wanted?" Monet said, turning her head to look at the rather well put together man. She might not have increased hearing but she wasn't exactly deaf either. Looking him over with a critical eye, she recognised at least two of the pieces he was wearing. Either the box had given him some very nice clothes or he was oh so shiny and new. "Or are you just going to stand there all day and watch me change?"
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He smirked as she looked him over. "New as of this afternoon. And you are..."
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