Dahlia had just arrived that morning, but she already seemed to be fitting in. She was browsing the shelves in the library, outfitted in a sundress and sandals from the gift shop and carrying a parasol, looking for something to read. Reading was something she'd done a lot of over the past several years; there hadn't been much else for her to do. So
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Oh right- he was browsing for a new issue of Muscle-Head Monthly. It was all about protein supplements this month! Just then, he had bumped into someone, as he wasn't paying all that much attention to his surroundings. He muttered a quick apology, but then saw who he had run into.
Another fucking girl. Life hated him- it did.
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"O-oh no... Um, was I in your way, kind sir?"
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He glanced down at her attire, and couldn't help but quickly look back up to her face, "a dress? And an umbrella? Ever heard of proper clothes?!" Why can't the women in this prison ever cover up....
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"P-proper... clothes? But these are so much more proper than those hideous jumpsuits..."
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When he saw the young lady browsing the shelves by him, he put on a pleasant smile. "Is there anything in particular I can help you find, my dear?"
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