125 Part of the Grand Plan

"Nah, it doesn't suit you," they cruelly insulted my spectacular choice.

"It doesn't?"

"Nope.

"Hmm. Hold on, then. Let me try something else."

But since they're the experts (apparently), I'll let it go this time and listen to their advice.

And so, I once again entered the bathroom, took off my shirt and donned another one.

Then I exited the bathroom, "How about this?"

"Hmm," Arteria stroked her chin like she was an old man evaluating young boys in a not so wholesome auction. "This looks good."

"Yeah," Neia nodded. "The combination of black and yellow looks good on you."

Needless to say, they were talking about my yellow shirt and jet-black jeans.

"Yup." Noelle added.

Clementine just flashed me a thumbs up, while Lecia, as usual, didn't pay me any heed.

I like that girl's energy. I seriously hope the others could learn from her.

Now, one might wonder what the hell was going on here.