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Sofia.

"I'm going to go get dressed," I addressed Camille, giving her a small smile.

I wiped my mouth moved my chair and got up to leave to our room. Wait. Did I just call it our room? Fucking damnit.

Simultaneously, the trio stood up and followed my angry stomping form to the room.

I was petty and I loved it.

I unlocked the door striding in, yanking the bag that comprised the clothes that Camille brought for me and got into the bathroom to change.

The trio watched me intently until I was out of sight.

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I placed the bag on the counter, washing my teeth and hands as I opened it, emptying the contents. A soft gasp left my parted lips instantly loving what I was seeing.

Clothes that actually would fit me, with undergarments.

Thank gods for Camille.

I undressed and wore the black lace bra and panties with a light undershirt, throwing on the maroon cropped hoodie and black skinny jeans and a black leather jacket. I finished off by slipping on the socks and black combat boots tying the sh