Chapter 12

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Lukas knocked politely on Raven's door, and he heard a muffled 'come in!'. He gently pushed the door open to find quite the sight.

A mess of colorful shirts decorated the floor, with a trouser here and there. All sorts of hats— ranging from baseball caps, to berets, to beanies, to even a bright yellow bucket hat— lay all around, in between all the array of clothing.

And right in the middle of all that was Raven, wrestling with his white shirt; struggling to take it off.

Lukas stifled a laugh. "Hey, want me to help?" He offered.

Raven paused in his flailing and wiggling, only his hair and hands in sight. "The mess or with this shirt?" He asked, his voice muffled by his shirt.

"Maybe both, if I feel generous enough." Lukas shrugged.

"Both would be great."

Lukas chuckled and maneuvered around the mess on the floor. He grabbed either side of the shirt and pulled it off of Raven.

He threw it in the laundry hamper, and grabbed a new shirt for Raven.

"Thanks." The dark haired boy grinned, slipping the black shirt on.

Next, Lukas helped him pick up all the mess on the ground.

"I didn't know what to wear." Raven explained sheepishly, as he picked up a black beanie.

Soon enough, everything was in its drawer in Raven's wardrobe, and all the hats were back in their little section of the wardrobe.

Raven chose to take one of the beanies and put it on— a bright lemon yellow one with, Est. 2015, in bold letters.

"Why did you throw it on the ground anyway?" Lukas asked. "The jacket, earlier. When you opened the door for me." He clarified at Raven's confused look.

At that, Raven blushed red. "Oh, I guess, I just... I mean, yeah, that was pretty rude of me. I just... kinda hated you gave back the jacket to me."

"Do you hate the jacket?" Lukas raised an eyebrow. "That much, to throw it on the ground?"

Raven waved his hands around, denying. "No, no! That's not it. I just... kinda felt like I wanted you to have the jacket."

"Oh."

The two boys awkwardly stared at the ground, both red.


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