Carlysle: A Narrative Fiction

For the most part, Representative Accardo, what your Nightingale colleagues have brought me is an actual relic that once belonged to my family,” Hannelore Elvira Bauer, otherwise known best as Germania, informed Action Andy of her findings regarding the artifact the Nightingales had found during the morning hours of the 31st of May.

Allie immediately thought of the old seamstress, she and her mother had gone to, to get her last gowns made, but she was in Savannah. “Do you know of a seamstress that won’t be swamped with orders- it is so close to time, I’m sure no one will be available this late,” said Allie, beginning to feel some of Eli’s excitement.

Back in our bedrooms, the girls are busy trying to put together clothes to wear to the prison. Our frantic search for an outfit is interrupted as Ally walks into our bedroom, the one and only bedroom that is shared by ten girls, and starts listing off the rules that the prison has on clothing. “No white, no blue, no black, nor gray clothing.” She says, while scanning her eyes, that interlock with all the girls briefly. Doing so, she verifies that all the girls are in agreement with her, or at the least understand what she is saying. Resuming her little speech, she continues with an authoritative voice and says, “This is a prison, girls take it seriously. They will, without a second thought restrict from entering and will restrain you outside

“Hey, so Emma and I were thinking, what if we told Cami that we were all going to dress up tomorrow, but then none of us did… that would be so funny,” Grace said as a smirk spread across her face.

Glitzy had given me a olive green shirt, light brown pants, a black coat, and some rubber boots. This is it. I make it to my circle plate and look at Glitzy one last time. “I can’t do this… I’m scared.” I say.

“I can bring you more of her clothes so you don’t have to get a whole new wardrobe. I know how expensive clothes can be and I wouldn’t want Tiffany’s clothes to just go to waste. I’ll run home to pack you some and meet you at your house. See you later.”

Miranda browses through the store, picking up items, inspecting them, and adding them to her pile of clothes to be tried on. She has just finished her last class of the day and has two hours until her shift at JC Penney begins. Miranda looks down at her watch and realizes that she should hurry if she wants to have enough time to study before work. She makes her way to the dressing room and tries on the five items she picked up. Out of the five, she only likes two of them, but when she looks at the prices, she realizes she can only afford one. The

Standing in front of her full -length mirror turning side to side checking out her outfit, Carmon lets out a long -frustrated sigh. As Carmon changes her outfit for what felt like the hundredth time, Erin her girlfriend comes in and stands in front of Carmon and giggles at her. Carmon turns around with a sharp glare “Why are you laughing at me?” She says with an irritated voice, “You've changed a million times, and a million times you’ve looked beautiful,” Erin says while pushing Carmon's short ombre hair from her face to behind her ear. With a smile Carmon kisses her on the cheek and keeps the outfit on.

“Maybe if I buy the clothes and flower crowns, I could be in “The Squad” as she gulped down breakfast while talking to her mother.

"Firstly!" I said with my hands over my chest again, "This is not armor, it is a thing in this world called 'clothes'!" I demonstrated to them, tugging my hoodie to the side a bit. "And who the hell are you and what is this place?" I asked them with my hands waving in the air.

“No! That’s too… Blegh! Something like what it represents… Earthen?” Elux shrugged at her own suggestion, jacket hung loosely over her shoulders.

Yesterday, I met with Carly at the Volunteer Meeting. Please let me know your plans for setting up the Liquid Medicines booth. Would you suggest me to come tomorrow only? Today I would be able to come to Rockefeller after 5:30 pm as well. Also, it would be good to have some info about the theme so that I can take preparations. Kindly let me know.

Once all the miscellaneous items were acquired, it was time to walk in Madam’s Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions. Penelope opened the door, saw the owner and curiously asked, “Do you also sell less formal clothes than dress robes, I need to update my wardrobe for Hogwarts?” Madam Malkin smiled, “Tell me what you had in mind, if we don’t find anything satisfying, then I will create it for you.” For Remus this presented a perfect opportunity to offer to bring all the purchased items back to The Leaky Cauldron and come back later to avoid being bored to death. First, Penelope was being fitted up for school uniform and winter cloak, next she saw some dresses she liked, at the end she wished for some shirts and skirts, which the owner promised to

Clearly, Orianne was distracted with the fabrics that had been supplied on the table, she knew the material was fine — but whether or not it was a subtle hint that [i]they[/i] expected them to adapt their dress or not was a mystery. A mystery she clearly did not like, she missed Noldon and Palomeres in particular; she at least knew where she stood there, for better or worse.

“It’s a lot of days, that outfits are repeated because I cannot afford the clothing at the right price and fits how I want,” said Eady.