[And that much is clear by the fact orange outfits KEEP popping up. There's so much orange. Why did this pretty girl keep dressing like a traffic cone.
But finally he pulls out one that looks ... semi-normal??]
[ She's quick to change out of her damp mess of a shirt and pants in exchange for the the cleaner monstrosity, but she's also left with her own clothes that she isn't really sure what to do with. She toes around a little for a hamper, but she doesn't really want these washed and returned, so... Oh! This'll do. She slides open the bedroom window, and tosses her bloody clothes outside, waiting to hear them go fwump! onto the ground before closing the window and stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her. ]
[Oh great, this building is definitely going to end up looking like a crime scene. Noah meanwhile true to his word, goes to find a shirt for her. Knowing there's a very low chance in hell he'll get the shirt back- he opts to pick a shirt that he won't miss. So yeah, an MCR shirt.
He'll walk back into the main living area, shirt in hand, and he stops to stare at her in that orange jumpsuit]
[ She knew it. She knew she would have regrets wearing this hideous thing even though she should be grateful that the only person who would ever see her in it is Noah, who should know better than to take pictures because then she will decapitate him. ]
One more word out of you and you won't live to see the future.
[ With that, she swipes the shirt out of his hands and pulls it over her head, where it falls pretty loose around her and she looks like tacky Halloween wearing black and orange, but anything is better than futuristic orange jumpsuit. ]
Alright, come on. Decided what we're going to do about the bird?
[He lets her grab the shirt, not willing to push his luck anymore. Not because he actually fears Mafuyu, but sometimes it's better not to push your luck]
[ haha, I feel like the only person who actually Fears her anymore is Elliot, but a lot of Mafuyu's threats are always just talk anyways, dropped immediately at the prospect of food, and especially at the thought that Noah should so obviously know how to cook since he likes food as much as or even more than she does. ]
You can bake turkeys, right? Will it fit in your oven? I can go bring it over right now!
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I can't wear that stuff! Doesn't she have sweatpants or something?!
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I'm looking okay! She took most of her normal shit when she went to take care of her mum!
[Pulls out this outfit and stares at it on the hanger.]
Uh.
Are these pants or a whole outfit? I can't tell.
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Is that clothes?! Why'd she buy that in the first place!!?
[ No wonder she left it here; there's no way in hell Mafuyu would bring that with her either. ]
Ugh... We can burn that along with the rest of our clothes. What else is there?
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[And that much is clear by the fact orange outfits KEEP popping up. There's so much orange. Why did this pretty girl keep dressing like a traffic cone.
But finally he pulls out one that looks ... semi-normal??]
Okay, this one looks, uh, wearable?
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Like hell it is.
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Oy c'mon! They're pants!
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[ The rest of it is???? Screw her bloody everything, she's seconds away from pawing through the closet herself. ]
I gotta walk home, you know?! Let me keep some dignity, Noah!
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[He sees none with you Mafuyu]
The rest are dresses! This is all that's here!
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Let me just wear your stuff. I'll roll up the sleeves or something.
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[He is way bigger than you okay.]
Look, just put this on and I'll give you one of my tees to put over it, okay?
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Fine.
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I'll go get the shirt, you can change in here.
[Out of the room he goes!]
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I'm done changing!
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He'll walk back into the main living area, shirt in hand, and he stops to stare at her
in that orange jumpsuit]
Wow. Fucking glimpse of the future.
[Orange is the new black amirite]
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One more word out of you and you won't live to see the future.
[ With that, she swipes the shirt out of his hands and pulls it over her head, where it falls pretty loose around her and she looks like tacky Halloween wearing black and orange, but anything is better than futuristic orange jumpsuit. ]
Alright, come on. Decided what we're going to do about the bird?
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[He lets her grab the shirt, not willing to push his luck anymore. Not because he actually fears Mafuyu, but sometimes it's better not to push your luck]
I dunno, probably cook it? Why waste food?
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You can bake turkeys, right? Will it fit in your oven? I can go bring it over right now!