Well no point going back

Alexa then began remembering how horrible "Elizabeth's Closet" was and decided to let her stay. "Fine, but touch me without my consent again and you're out of here!" she said sternly. "Alright, alright! Well I think we got off on the wrong foot, so let me start. Hi, my name's Cassandra, love. Nice to meet you." her underwear said. "U-uh ok, hi my name's Alexa nice to meet you too, Cassandra." "Oh your name's Alexa? I used to know an Alexa! She was a tube top, real nice gal." Cassandra said reminiscing.

"A tube top?" Alexa questioned. "Well yeah, love. There more clothes other than me who's alive." Cassandra said. Alexa now started contemplating if any of her clothes she owned now was alive. "Well how do you know if it's alive?" she asked. "Well it talks to you, duh. Or it doesn't, really depends on the clothing. In some cases you just have non-living clothes." Cassandra answered. "Well can you check if there's any others like you in my closet and drawers?" Alexa said.

"Well, I don't see why not." Cassandra said. Alexa then walked to her room with Cassandra still on and took her to her room. "Well here it goes...come on out guys if any of you are alive!" Cassandra said. "Hmmm no response. Let's check your drawers, I guess?" Alexa then opened her drawers with her socks, bras, and other undergarments. "Hello?" Cassandra whispered. "Well I'll be, you have no other living clothes!" Cassandra said surprised. "Would you like me to bring some to life?" Cassandra offered. "Uhhh I don't think I..." she said before noticing Cassandra "talk" to her lingerie and it started moving.

"Wait, what did you do?" Alexa said as everything in her drawer began hopping out, filling in to their own proportions, and pairing up with matching sets. "Oh my god! It feels so good to finally be able to talk!" a black lace set shouted out. "Yeah! You tell me about it!" a thong said. "It feels so good to stretch!" a pair of tights said. "Oh no..." Alexa said worried.