See, the first time he'd needed new clothes on the new island (the one that wasn't his) Sawyer'd gone for him. For his own good, or at least that's what he'd said. Given how messy his first couple hours had been, he'd basically needed new clothes immediately, so when he was told to stay where he was and don't get in any more trouble, he did what he
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It's just a kid, though. A tiny girl, blonde, cute as a button, should be doing commercials for tons of money and earning a college fund, but she's here. On a magical island, Like him.
"Hey," he says, quickly trying to mask his startle and his confusion with a broad smile. "I think your shoes are awesome. They didn't really make shoes like that when I was your age, but if they did I'd have wanted like, sixteen pairs. Did they come from--" He points a large finger toward the box. "--in there? Is there a trick ( ... )
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"Dude, you hit on Sawyer? That's awesome. Keep doing that. I'll make him come back with me, he can just ... suck it up or whatever."
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"Ask him about the mistletoe. I'll let him tell you 'bout that one."
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