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[spillthetealeaf]

It's Molly. I'm going to assume you know what to do.

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[spillthetealeaf]

[ They're comfortable! And Caleb almost walked into a door the first time he wore them. ]

Or, and hear me out here. You could let me dress you up. I'll even sweeten the pot and let you pick something for me to wear another time, no questions asked.

[gravity_fissure]

You can dress me up in Caleb's clothes.

[That was a compromise, yes?]

[spillthetealeaf]

You're going to go around in baggy clothes all day? I'm sure you'll look real dignified when you float around with your pant legs dangling down past your feet.

[gravity_fissure]

[There was a sigh, before he shook his head.]

Or I can cast Disguise Self and change whatever I'm wearing. That is probably the better option.

[dirtywizardman]

[Don't mind Caleb. He's just gotten bored listening to you too]

Don't be a spoil sport, Essek. I've seen you dressed down before.

[spillthetealeaf]

I'm starting to think he doesn't trust my taste, Caleb!

[ With good reason but Molly wants to prove himself now. ]

[gravity_fissure]

I have seen what you wear, Mollymauk; I don't.

[And he looked at Caleb in the next room, before typing it in.]

And yes, when I dress myself, young man. Not when someone else has the honors.

[dirtywizardman]

[Uncalled for, really. Caleb doesn't even look up from his phone while he speaks into it.]

He's not saying he'll put you in something with quite his much flash. But I'm sure we can come to an agreement - that isn't just stealing my clothes.

[spillthetealeaf]

This is about the shorts, isn't it?

[ He can't help if they're comfortable. And distracting. ]

Look, I just think it could be fun. And I already said you could do the same to me whenever you want, no questions asked.

[gravity_fissure]

[He was outvoted, wasn't he?

Sighing, he closed the communicator and called out across the suite.]

Fine.

[dirtywizardman]

[Caleb's quiet a second, looks toward Essek and gives him an infinite grateful look for a moment, before looking over at Molly]

Something pastel?

[spillthetealeaf]

I was thinking light blue.

[ Or anything that wasn't black. Or grey. Or out of Caleb's closet. ]