He was sad.
Most of the time he'll just glance through the window, glancing down at all the things he missed during his childhood.
He was lonely.
Not a single visitor, not a single person coming to visit him and ask if he was okay.
But that was norm...
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"Put some whip cream on me and call me your Mrs. Clause, Santa."
A L A Z N E
"What about this dress?" I said to Roder as I swipe the dressing curtain one side and reveal my outfit to him.
He sigh, "I told you several times and I'll tell you again, I have horrible taste in clothing."
"Is that a yes or no for the dress?"
He shrug, "It isn't a bad dress." He reply shrugging.
He went over to a clothing rack searching for something.
He pull out a dress later, "But this would look better on you."
I nod, taking the wrap black dress out of his hand and slide the curtain back across.
I glance at myself one last time before taking off the red, tight fitting dress and change into the dress Roder picked.
It was more comfortable then the last one and wasn't exactly tight on my curves either.
I slide back cross the curtain, "And you said you have horrible taste in clothing —"
I glance around the area as I search for Roder.
He was no longer there.
I search around the store, the cashier watching me curiously as I pass her multiple times.
By the looks of it, she thought I was just waiting for the perfect moment to steal the dress.
"Roder?"
"Yes?" A husky voice answer back.
I turn around, facing Roder.
"What do you think?" I ask, referring to the dress as I spin around in it.
"I love it."
"Especially on you."
My cheeks turn red as I glance down on the floor.
"Keep on shopping kiddo," He said as he ruffle up my hair.
"I'm just going to be looking around." He said, his gaze not coming off the jewelry store as he talked.
I nod, removing his hand from up top of my head as I walk over to the changing room and changed my outfit.
I put the dress over my shoulder as I glance around the store for more clothing.
My eyes quickly landed on a black hoodie with white a crown in the middle.
I take it up, putting it over my shoulder as I thought about how great it would look on Roder.
I turn around, glancing through the gigantic windows of the jewelry store at Roder while he stood in front of the glass see through table with jewelry in it and talk to the cashier.
Maybe I should give him the hoodie for Christmas...
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"Where are we going?" I ask Roder as I raise an eyebrow at him, pointing to the left I said, "Home's that way."
"I want to show you something." He reply, glancing through the window at the passing cars, trees and houses.
"What is it you want to show me?" I ask out of curiosity but he just ignored me which brought up even more curiosity in me to find out.
