Ezria lunges to grab the clothes but only manages to catch a sock, the rest tumbles to the floor. He stares blankly at the pile of fabric and sucks his teeth. Trying to hide his frustration he mutters, "Throw like a gurl you do." He bites his lip and forces a smile, which really comes off as more of a grimace.
He bends down to pick up the garments, looking them over carefully. He dusts them down and pulls them into the washroom, quickly throwing them on. They're a perfect fit.
He bends down to pick up the garments, looking them over carefully. He dusts them down and pulls them into the washroom, quickly throwing them on. They're a perfect fit.
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