This Isn't According To My Plan! Tore

Tore

Azaya Rix Galla

*blushing* Can you p-please wear clothes...

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Ah, right! *blush* I'm really sorry. *wearing his pants*

Azaya Rix Galla

[Well, no need. Your junior is not that big at all. But not like average.]

Azaya Rix Galla

C-can we exchange numbers? I really need to go now... My mom might get worried...

They exchange phones.

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Here...

Azaya Rix Galla

Here

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Before all, what is your name?

Azaya Rix Galla

My name is Azaya Rix Galla.

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Azaya Rix Galla

Is that your name?

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Yes

Azaya Rix Galla

I gotta go now... But... My clothes are tored up...

Clark Kenth Opherdence

*blushed* Wait here, my assistant is almost here. I asked him to get you clothes. I am... really sorry

Azaya Rix Galla

*smiled*I already told you, you don't need to apologise...

*ding dong*

Clark Kenth Opherdence

He's here.

Clark stood up and walk towards the door. He opened the door.

Lavice Lavant

*saw Azaya* *winked at her*

Azaya Rix Galla

*understood*

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Have you baught it?

Lavice Lavant

Yes sir

Lavice Lavant

*gives a box to Clark*

Clark Kenth Opherdence

You may go *cold*

The man goes away. After that he closes the door.

Clark Kenth Opherdence

Here your clothes.

Clark Kenth Opherdence

After you wear it, I will drop you out

Three minutes after

From the bathroom Azaya's voice was heard to the bed

Azaya Rix Galla

{Mr. Clark, the clothes doesn't fit me}

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