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"It looks like we have two bags of your clothes," the gardener informed Kristy, "let's each take one and bring them back to your apartment so you can throw your old clothes like a civilized person."

Kristy resented being given back her clothes, especially as the gardener seemed to give her a heavy bag, but couldn't wait to bring the gardener back to her dorm. So, they lumbered up the stairs carrying Kristy's clothes, until they got in Kristy's dorm and put the bags on the floor. Kristy made extra sure to lock the door behind her.

"Well, then," the gardener clapped his hands together as he set to go after dropping of Kristy's wardrobe, "I should be setting off, then."

Kristy stood in front of the door, her arms akimbo on her naked and dirty hips.