Post by quinnquinn on Aug 7, 2015 5:41:22 GMT -8
She handed him a whole heap of items, all colourful and heavy in his arms. They all looked rather appealing, and he looked through them briefly one by one. "Thank you Citlal." He said. She picked up the shirt he'd pointed out and upon seeing it, it looked far too large for her. He wasn't too sure about his choice anymore, but she seemed keen to go with the flow.
"Yes." He smiled with his voice and looked around for the change rooms. He couldn't read French, but he soon worked out where it was based on who else in the store was going to try things on. Naturally it was at the back of the store and he took his own stall and got Citlal to do the same.
It took him a fairly long time to change, his fingers fumbling around his clothes. He eventually managed to swap his shirt for the red one Citlal handed to him. It fit him perfectly. She'd guessed the right size. He was rather impressed with that. As for the capris, he tried on the first one he'd grabbed - the largest size of the pile - and putting it on it was slightly too big. The legs were a little loose, and he had to hold the waist up to stop it from slipping off his skinny hips.
Owen looked at himself in the mirror and his eyes widened. He looked very different. In fact, he thought he looked younger. And he liked it. He flashed himself a rare wide grin and continued to admire himself, ignorant of the time he'd spent in there.
"Yes." He smiled with his voice and looked around for the change rooms. He couldn't read French, but he soon worked out where it was based on who else in the store was going to try things on. Naturally it was at the back of the store and he took his own stall and got Citlal to do the same.
It took him a fairly long time to change, his fingers fumbling around his clothes. He eventually managed to swap his shirt for the red one Citlal handed to him. It fit him perfectly. She'd guessed the right size. He was rather impressed with that. As for the capris, he tried on the first one he'd grabbed - the largest size of the pile - and putting it on it was slightly too big. The legs were a little loose, and he had to hold the waist up to stop it from slipping off his skinny hips.
Owen looked at himself in the mirror and his eyes widened. He looked very different. In fact, he thought he looked younger. And he liked it. He flashed himself a rare wide grin and continued to admire himself, ignorant of the time he'd spent in there.