They fit... but aren't her style

Once I take Jinx into the small spare bedroom and open up the closet where I stashed the clothes my ex left behind Jinx?s expression changed from playful to angry.

?You can?t be serious!? Jinx moans, grabbing a few random items of clothing from the closet and holding them in front of herself, ?You actually knew someone who would choose to wear these clothes? and not just because they had no other options??

I can?t help but laugh a bit as Jinx looks in a mirror to check out the items she grabbed. The clothes were a little big on Jinx but they?d work. The main problem seemed to stem from my ex being more of a girly-girl, filling her wardrobe with pastel colors and frilly things; almost the opposite of the petite goth?s normal choices.

?It?s only so we can take get you out shopping from something else.? I remind Jinx, biting my lip to not laugh as she looks like she might almost cry over the frilly white blouse, long pink skirt and white stockings.

?I guess you?re right,? Jinx sighed, hanging the clothes on the mirror before stripping her normal attire off. I watch with a bit of excitement as my pale goth girl drops down to her panties, seemingly not concerned that I was still in the room or that I was watching her, and slowly dressing up in my ex?s favorite outfit; though she was trying to hind it almost seemed like she was enjoying having me eye her over.

?I feel like a tool!? Jinx says with a pout as she turns around to face me again, seemingly showing off the outfit, ?Even Starfire would find this too bright and girly!?