>>5316578There’s a look in Julia’s crystalline eyes that you can’t quite discern, and it’s one that makes you feel oddly squirmy beneath her gaze.
“Hey… uh, Jewel.” You give a small wave. Stealing a glance back to Bernard, you note that his face is a tinge redder than it was before turning back to Julia and then back to Bernard again.
Finally, your eyes stop on Julia as an idea suddenly forms in your mind– an easy and obvious fix to the situation.
“Mind sparing me some clothes?” You ask, trying but failing to pay no mind to the very awkward atmosphere permeating the air. Something about the request has her quirking her lip to the side, but, as per the sacred rules of <span class="mu-i">Girl Code,</span> Julia is bound to oblige, disappearing from the platform in an instant.
It’s not even thirty seconds before one of your old <span class="mu-i">Zed Leppelin</span> tees and a pair of denim shorts that should have never seen the light of day again are unceremoniously thrown into your lap. For the moment, you’ve never been happier to see such ratty-looking clothes, wasting no time in donning them.
Giving yourself a quick once-over, you feel satisfied with your regained modesty.
Stealing a glance to the side, however, you note that Julia has yet to move from her place.
You honestly hoped she would have left right after that, but you suspect that the crystalline woman didn’t come here out of the goodness of her heart.
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