[ he wants to go "hmph", roll his eyes and just walk off, but with the bag thrown in his direction, he fumbles the catch causing it to hit the ground. some pieces spill out, a few pieces of fabric more familiar than others, and there's a wrinkle of his nose as he voices his disgust. ]
Gross, you're really into stuff like this!?
[ it's sort of... gross to him, but he's picking up what's slipped put, holding it up and away from him like it's infested with cooties. ]
If these are the type of girls you keep around, you aren't treatin' them like girls at all. Decoration or sth.
[ he digs into the bag, pulling out a garter belt with a frown. maybe he should have just wore what he has, it would have saved him the embarrassment.
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Gross, you're really into stuff like this!?
[ it's sort of... gross to him, but he's picking up what's slipped put, holding it up and away from him like it's infested with cooties. ]
If these are the type of girls you keep around, you aren't treatin' them like girls at all. Decoration or sth.
[ he digs into the bag, pulling out a garter belt with a frown. maybe he should have just wore what he has, it would have saved him the embarrassment.
ugh... ] Shoo.