Thread Topic: bLiZzArD ;))
still lookin for clothes :’)
Nick exhaled as he searched for a shirt to go with the jeans he grabbed, groaning. He turned to another rack and paused, spotting a color block tshirt. “Perfect,” he said with a smile, grabbing it off the rack.
u know where the others r?
(sorry if i leave without saying anything sometime here soon :’)
i will legit cry if i have to get up early again tho T^T)
I think I saw them heading towards the dressing rooms-
Karl sent it, starting to walk towards the dressing rooms.
(it's oki :')
if u do, i wish u a happy halloween :D)
i hate this :'))
Nick nodded at the reply and headed toward the dressing rooms, his clothes in hand.
(sorry for the short response, am braindead and pissed at myself rn :’))
(oof its oki :'))
"Do you want your outfit?" George asked Clay, tilting his head a little.
“Sure yeah,” Clay replied with a nod. “And here’s yours.” He handed George a light blue polo shirt, a thin white long sleeve and a black skirt. “Wasn’t sure what would fit you, so I just picked random sizes that I thought would fit you.”
“Where’s Karl and Nick at?” Sam asked, looking around. “Did he chicken out??”
“I’m sure they’re on their way,” Clay said with a chuckle.
"Thank you, here's yours," George said, handing Clay an oversized royal blue shirt and pure white scuffed jeans.
"I bet they're making out somewhere," George said with a chuckle, looking over the clothes Clay gave him.
"I wish," Karl said with a chuckle, coming up behind them.
“Yeah, it’s be better than doing this dumb challenge,” Nick said with a chuckle, leaning against Karl’s side.
“And is that because you know you’re gonna lose?” Sam said with a smirk, giggling.
“NO,” Nick said sternly, glaring at Sam.
Clay chuckled, rolling his eyes at the two. “Alright, switch outfits and go get changed.”
"Alright," Karl said with a giggle, handing Nick the outfit he had made.
George chuckled, scoffing and heading into one of the open dressing rooms.
Nick gave Karl and Sam their outfits before walking off into a dressing room to change.
“Wait, who’s gonna be the judge?” Sam asked, looking over to Clay.
“Uh, I guess me and George could?” Clay suggested.
(eh, i'm okay :'))
"We'd probably be the least biased," George called from the dressing room, a bright smile appearing onto his face as he looked in the mirror. The black skirt seemed to contrast his pale skin, and the brunette was absolutely escatic.
i feel you)
Clay nodded and looked over at George, his smile widening as the brunette walked over.
“Damn, you look great, Gogy~” Nick said with a smirk, crossing his arms.
“Yeah, you- you look amazing,” Clay added with a smile.
“Simp,” Sam said under her breath, giggling.
George giggled, speed-walking over to Clay and doing a small twirl before grabbing his hands.
"Pop off, George," Karl said with a chuckle.
“Yes, king,” Sam said, giggling. “Alright, lemme go change and you can pick which outfit is better- *cOuGh* mine *CoUgH*.”
“Nah, it’s gonna be mine,” Nick said with a smirk, walking off into the dressing room. Clay rolled his eyes, gently pulling George close and wrapping his arms around the brunette.
George chuckled, wrapping his arms around Clay and nuzzling into his neck.
Karl followed the other two, closing a door to the dressing room behind him.
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