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"How about trying this one?" Charlie suggested, handing a pair of jeans to [Y/n] over the folding screen.
[Y/n] was flustered and embarrassed when the jeans Charlie lent her got stuck on her calves, making it impossible for her to pull them up. She let out a few groans as she struggled with the garment.
"U-um, heeeeh, I think it's a bit too small," [Y/n] stuttered, her face reddening from the embarrassment, making a few more attempts to pull them up until finally peeking out from behind the folding screen.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think these fit properly," She said sheepishly, handing the jeans back.
That was the sixth pair that didn't fit her.
Charlie giggled, "No worries, I have another pair in mind. Let me get them for you." She went to fetch another pair from the box on the bed, one of seven in the room.
Five were packed with Charlie's clothes from her teen years, meant to be given to [Y/n], and two made up of baby clothes for Nezuko.
Charlie was about to reach into the box when she suddenly gasped and pulled her hand away.
Nezuko, who had silently crawled in with the skill of a ninja that puts Tengen and his wives to shame, stood up in the box, triumphantly holding a purple mini-skirt in the air.
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