"I'm glad I didn't bring much with me when I moved here." I sobbed. Warren just continued to hug me as I cried on his shoulder. "You can stay here as long as you need to." He said. "And I know you're going to miss your music like crazy, so I'll give you my old iPod and put all of my music on it." I smiled. "See. I know how to take care of you." He said. "And you'll probably get money back. Also, something weird. . ." He laughed. "My sister and I donate clothes to the Salvation Army every so often. She had a baby and can't seem to lose to the fat. She said she has two garbage bags full of clothes. She is suppose to be bringing them by." "Really?" I asked. "Yeah. Perfect timing hu?" He asked. "And I'm almost positive most of it will fit you. It's all in good shape. She just grew out of it." I smiled. He got me a towel and I took a long soothing bath. When I got out, Warren was in his computer room. "I'm loading up the iPod for you." He said smiling. "Thanks." I said. "And my sister came by. The bags are by the door." He said. "Yay." I said smiling. I sat down on the floor and started going through the bags. She had all kinds of cute jeans and vintage dresses. It was all stuff I had always liked, but never really had the guts to wear. "Well, here is my chance." I giggled to myself. I held up a red and white checkered dress. "I need underwear!" I laughed. "Well, get dressed and I'll take you to the store." He said. I got up and put the dress on. I felt silly wearing a dress without any type of underwear. He took me to the store and I got some cheap packages of underwear and a couple cheap bras. "You sure those are okay?" Warren asked. "Yeah it's fine. I don't want to spend much money until I figure out what's going to happen with my apartment and stuff." I said. "Good thinking." He said. He put his arm around me. We walked to the car and drove back to his place. He went right back to his computer. I put some underwear on and layed down on the couch. I didn't feel like doing anything. "Hey, do you like Nirvana?" He shouted. "Yes! Of course!" I laughed. "Just making sure!" He said. "Dead Kennedys?" "Give me it all." I told him. "I always like to hear new music anyway." "Okay. And if there is anything on here you can't get into, just let me know and I'll take it off." He said. "Sounds good." I said. "ICP?" He asked. "NO!" I said laughing. "Damn. Am I the only one in the world that still likes them?" He asked. "I think so." I laughed. He just laughed. "Shut up." He said. "Never." I giggled. I turned on the TV. He was in the computer room for hours loading music. I was bored, but excited at the same time about all the music I was going to have. "You're awesome!" I told him. "I'm gonna stop in a second. I'm hungry." He said. "Me too." I yawned.
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"I'm glad I didn't bring much with me when I moved here." I sobbed.
Warren just continued to hug me as I cried on his shoulder.
"You can stay here as long as you need to." He said. "And I know you're going to miss your music like crazy, so I'll give you my old iPod and put all of my music on it."
I smiled.
"See. I know how to take care of you." He said. "And you'll probably get money back. Also, something weird. . ." He laughed. "My sister and I donate clothes to the Salvation Army every so often. She had a baby and can't seem to lose to the fat. She said she has two garbage bags full of clothes. She is suppose to be bringing them by."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah. Perfect timing hu?" He asked. "And I'm almost positive most of it will fit you. It's all in good shape. She just grew out of it."
I smiled. He got me a towel and I took a long soothing bath. When I got out, Warren was in his computer room. "I'm loading up the iPod for you." He said smiling.
"Thanks." I said.
"And my sister came by. The bags are by the door." He said.
"Yay." I said smiling. I sat down on the floor and started going through the bags. She had all kinds of cute jeans and vintage dresses. It was all stuff I had always liked, but never really had the guts to wear. "Well, here is my chance." I giggled to myself. I held up a red and white checkered dress. "I need underwear!" I laughed.
"Well, get dressed and I'll take you to the store." He said.
I got up and put the dress on. I felt silly wearing a dress without any type of underwear. He took me to the store and I got some cheap packages of underwear and a couple cheap bras. "You sure those are okay?" Warren asked.
"Yeah it's fine. I don't want to spend much money until I figure out what's going to happen with my apartment and stuff." I said.
"Good thinking." He said. He put his arm around me. We walked to the car and drove back to his place. He went right back to his computer. I put some underwear on and layed down on the couch. I didn't feel like doing anything.
"Hey, do you like Nirvana?" He shouted.
"Yes! Of course!" I laughed.
"Just making sure!" He said. "Dead Kennedys?"
"Give me it all." I told him. "I always like to hear new music anyway."
"Okay. And if there is anything on here you can't get into, just let me know and I'll take it off." He said.
"Sounds good." I said.
"ICP?" He asked.
"NO!" I said laughing.
"Damn. Am I the only one in the world that still likes them?" He asked.
"I think so." I laughed.
He just laughed.
"Shut up." He said.
"Never." I giggled. I turned on the TV. He was in the computer room for hours loading music. I was bored, but excited at the same time about all the music I was going to have. "You're awesome!" I told him.
"I'm gonna stop in a second. I'm hungry." He said.
"Me too." I yawned.
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