Back at the apartment (by Vanilla Thunder)

Jamie hoped that she'd actually show up to this, since she's been AWOL since he got the phone. He scrolled through the job interview, checking out where it was located.

"Looks like an office job..." Jamie mused as he scrolled through. "Uh huh... secretarial position. Don't think she's exactly qualified with how delinquent she's been over the last day."

Jamie giggled to himself as he glanced back over at the clothes. He started going through the box, separating out some bras to try on later, before turning his attention to what clothing he had available. He had hoped he could find something vaguely masculine until he had disposable income to replace his own belongings.

After a few minutes he had everything separated into categories. Underwear and socks went to the side, and he started looking into everything else. The dresses were out, some of them looked nice, but he wasn't going to wear one unless he was that **** again. He found one nice suit jacket, a feminine cut, but serviceable, the only possible issue was that it was a bright purple. Unfortunately, there were no matching pants, and no pants of any kind apart from the exercise pants he had been wearing. Only dresses and skirts. Jamie picked up a black skirt and entertained the idea.

"Well, I was wearing a dress yesterday, so what difference does a skirt make?" he asked himself. "No one said anything then..."

There were also several button-down shirts that would work even without the jacket. He found an off-white, vaguely pinkish shirt, and held it next to the blazer.

"Hmm..." Jamie debated.

He tried on the outfit and checked how it looked. It was comfortable and he looked okay in it. As he slipped on his shoes to test, the phone buzzed again. A reminder about the interview. If he wanted to catch her before she went in, he had to go now!