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After I was told that I was free to leave Ian asked Gene to bring me some clothes... she brought me some of her own, she memntioned soemthing about having extras in her locker. I wondered why for a second but when she handed my the clothes and I looked at them, it took everything in me not to sneer and ask for someone elses clothes. It's not that they were bad, more like... girly, too girly. There was a whirt frilly tanktop with a colorful scarf attached to it, and the jeans were simply black, the shoes were boots, no heel, but a 'baby' brown color and they tied in the back, not bad, but still, she mentioned it tied the whole thing together. Not to mention she almost made me were a beret. With a bow... ugh. I'll hold me tongue, not trash her choices because they are hers, I mean she doesn

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