A/N: Health Warning: This story contains a cameo. A guest appearance for my
former (and blissfully unaware) Literature tutor. Give him a hug when you
see him!
The Day Lupin Went To Buy Clothes In A Slightly Confusing Dutch Shop
Lupin desperately needed new clothes, and since he had been advised to go to a cheep Dutch shop, he did so, because, although he didn't know about Dutch, he did like 'cheep'.
It was an odd sort of shop, with all kinds of abnormal, cheep clothes. There were trousers in every colour imaginable, jumpers made out of the oddest fabrics and shirts with obscure band names.
Lupin was just looking at himself in the mirror just outside the changing rooms, when another man stepped out from behind the curtain next to Lupin's. He was wearing a pair of bright, yellowish kind of green trousers and a band shirt with colours of My Little Pony proportions.
"How do you like this?" Lupin asked, hoping the not-so-very-tall, side- burned man knew some English. He pointed at his army green flannel trousers and wine red woollen jumper.
The man looked him up and down, and his face split into a bright smile. "OooOoh," he said, in an American accent and a slightly squeaky voice, "that's tasteful!"
Lupin smiled, now, too. "Your outfit's very nice, too," he said.
"Thank you," squealed the other man. "You know, you should try something a bit more daring, too, like this pair of striped trousers."
They tried on almost everything in the shop, and after Lupin had bought a pair of blue, striped trousers, a pair of bottle green tweed trousers, a pair of odd, wide jeans, two shirts with obscure band names, a black jumper, a blue hooded cardigan and a dark green jacket, they left.
The rest of the afternoon, they spent in and out of pubs, laughing at everyone and anything, and each other in particular. They became bestest fwiends in the whole wide world.
The Day Lupin Went To Buy Clothes In A Slightly Confusing Dutch Shop
Lupin desperately needed new clothes, and since he had been advised to go to a cheep Dutch shop, he did so, because, although he didn't know about Dutch, he did like 'cheep'.
It was an odd sort of shop, with all kinds of abnormal, cheep clothes. There were trousers in every colour imaginable, jumpers made out of the oddest fabrics and shirts with obscure band names.
Lupin was just looking at himself in the mirror just outside the changing rooms, when another man stepped out from behind the curtain next to Lupin's. He was wearing a pair of bright, yellowish kind of green trousers and a band shirt with colours of My Little Pony proportions.
"How do you like this?" Lupin asked, hoping the not-so-very-tall, side- burned man knew some English. He pointed at his army green flannel trousers and wine red woollen jumper.
The man looked him up and down, and his face split into a bright smile. "OooOoh," he said, in an American accent and a slightly squeaky voice, "that's tasteful!"
Lupin smiled, now, too. "Your outfit's very nice, too," he said.
"Thank you," squealed the other man. "You know, you should try something a bit more daring, too, like this pair of striped trousers."
They tried on almost everything in the shop, and after Lupin had bought a pair of blue, striped trousers, a pair of bottle green tweed trousers, a pair of odd, wide jeans, two shirts with obscure band names, a black jumper, a blue hooded cardigan and a dark green jacket, they left.
The rest of the afternoon, they spent in and out of pubs, laughing at everyone and anything, and each other in particular. They became bestest fwiends in the whole wide world.
