Meeting Walker Duncan Gaster

Clothes

You didn't know when Walker got his hands on a notebook and pen, but at least he was distracted and couldn't get into trouble. For a while you stayed busy, doing some cleaning around the house. Then as you were doing the laundry, it hit you. Walker would need new clothes. He'd been in the same ones two days in a row and overnight as well. Great. You had to take Walker out of the house again. You sighed as you started the machine and headed downstairs. "Walker, we need to go shopping." The man looked up at you, pushing some of his hair out of his face. "When was the last time you showered?" You asked as he gave you his oh so fun unimpressed stare. "I am in need of a shower and why must I come with?" You heaved a sigh as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You need some clothes. You can't just stay in the same ones." Walker paused, realizing that you weren't wrong. "... very well... I will be ready in a few minutes." Walker tossed the notebook on the coffee table before heading to the bathroom.

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You decided not to peek at its contents for privacy's sake and made sure Walker washed his hands after his bathroom break before you were out on the road again. It didn't take you long at all to get to a clothes store and get him inside. "Do you know what you have to buy? Socks, underwear and all?"
"I may not have known how to use a toilet or its customs after, but I am not an idiot." He growled before stalking over to the men's section. You rolled your eyes and followed after him so he wouldn't start anything with the employees or something. You also had to get him his own toothbrush and hair brush, along with some men's shampoo and body wash. Oh and a razor. You slipped off to get that before going to check on Walker again. He was doing fine, had a fairly decent stack of clothes going for him. It seemed that the man loved turtlenecks. Seeing him like this, you were reminded that he had his own homelife somewhere. He probably really wanted to go home. You just didn't know if that was really the best place for him or not..

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Walker was an expensive man, but at least he was content with what he had. "Why don't you take some of these clothes and this bag and go get cleaned up while I get these in the dresser for you." Walker plucked the bag from you. "Why don't you stop telling me what to do." He did as you asked anyway, which confused the crap out of you, but whatever. You folded his laundry and took it to his dresser for safe keeping before checking on the laundry in the washer and switching it over. Then you started lunch, which you decided would consist of grilled cheese with some sandwich meat in its cheesy center. As you placed the last one on a plate and turned the stove off, Walker came in with a turtleneck, jeans, and dripping wet hair. "Oh jeez Walker..." You took the towel from the pile of dirty clothes he had bunched in his hands and threw it over his head. "Never forget to properly dry your hair, you could get sick otherwise.." You explained as you stood on your tiptoes to scrub his hair dry. Walker merely watched as you did, not commenting for once.