After twenty minutes of getting into my outdoor clothes, I thought I was going to lumber around like a big ball of fluff, waiting to topple over.
Thankfully, the outdoor clothes weren't as cumbersome and as stuffy as I thought. I thought I have to wear those stacks of outdoor wear that Caroline is holding in her arms, but those were just the same types but in different colors and she just wanted to make me choose.
Not that the colors matter anyway, so I just let her choose for me.
Which...was actually a wrong move on my part.
Because it took Caroline five minutes to think about the pros and cons of what colors work on me. I just snatched the closest one I can reach and give it to her just so I can get moving.
And it turns out, what I got was a soft pink color with a pastel yellow acce
