Last of the stupid stuff.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my stupidity.
"…You, you want me to…"
"Please? It's Halloween."
"But…"
"Please?" Oh bloody hell, the puppy eyes are out. How can he say no.
"Rachael, I don't really wear costumes…" Oh great, now the girl was sad. Ichigo started rubbing the back of his neck. How could he deal with this.
"But…"
He glanced at the bundle of cloth in the Ravenclaw's hands. "I guess I can wear it, just for tonight."
Rachael, beamed. "Alright Ichigo! See you at the feast, my friends are all dressing up."
She ran off, leaving an awkward Ichigo standing in the middle of the hallway with a costume he would be wearing in front of the school that night. Curses to puppy eyes. He sighed. Might as well get this over with.
At least Eien will have a great laugh.
He wondered what the fifth year got him this time.
Standing before the mirror, Ichigo had to admit that Rachael was good at tailoring costumes. The black cloth were stiched into folds and creases, stitch work bordering the edges of the outfit. How in the world did she find the time to make this.
God this was weird.
The last line was all that went through my mind when I wrote that on the bus. I blame the lack of sleep.
Oh yeah, before I forget to mention this, I'm not going to be working on fanfics during November. November=NaNoWriMo and that would be my biggest writing project I have ever done.
So see you all in December (hopefully),
~dorandsugar